The Marco Polo incident quickly spread locally. The death of a few people on Colonial Planet 103 was considered an ordinary occurrence—people died here every day, including refugees, mercenaries, bandits, and robbers. Compared to the fight, what people cared more about was the outcome of the event. The reality was, however, that there was no outcome, and the matter fizzled out without consequence.
"Sir Feng, is that you?"
Troubles happened every day, and today there were particularly many. On his way back, Feng Yi was again stopped by a disheveled young girl, who had an unmistakable urgency and unease on her face.
Feng Yi regarded the girl with a cold gaze, "What is it."
"My mother is very ill now, so I want to borrow some money from you. I know you are a good person."
Has she taken the wrong medication or something, borrowing money? He still didn't know who to borrow money from, "Wrong person, I don't have any money."
