"Yes." The people behind responded in unison.
"Captain, step out." Xu Mo stared at the group opposite him, and immediately many eyes turned to look at Locke. With a grim expression, Locke stepped forward and gazed at Xu Mo, feeling that the person in front of him seemed more like an interstellar thief, ready to kill at the slightest provocation.
"Explain everything yourself." Xu Mo looked at Locke and said, "If there is anything wrong with your answer, others can correct it, and whoever corrects it will be allowed to leave."
Locke stared at Xu Mo, such a cunning fellow. If he said one wrong word, he'd likely be sold out by his own people.
