"You did it on purpose!" Walking beside Fatty, Zhang Pengcheng lowered his voice, gritting his teeth.
"I didn't do it on purpose." Fatty blinked his eyes.
"You absolutely did it on purpose." Zhang Pengcheng stared fiercely at Fatty.
"I absolutely didn't do it on purpose!" Fatty looked around innocently, his gaze gliding over the faces of a group of Chuckna officers who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
The gigantic [Vast] carrier was slowly approaching Mars 15 Airport. Outside the corridor window, the port was getting closer. The formation of Chuckna soldiers could be seen clearly. Fatty and Zhang Pengcheng were whispering while walking toward the carrier's door.
