Not long after, the time-space train pierced through the wormhole and arrived in this world. First, a set of tracks cleared the way, and the train followed closely, finally stopping slowly in front of Bai Qi.
The carriage door opened, and the attendant, who had been waiting for a long time, offered Bai Qi a standard smile.
Bai Qi nodded gently in response, then waved to the stunned Female Furies behind him and said, "Alright girls, hurry up and get on."
Even the Female Furies, who had followed Darkseid to conquer numerous planets, could not comprehend the principle of the time-space train's operation. However, under Bai Qi's guidance, the first to react, Big Barda, quickly took action, organizing the Female Furies into a line and following behind Bai Qi, boarding the train in an orderly fashion.
Seeing the twenty-five Female Furies behind Bai Qi, armed and provocatively dressed, the attendant's smile gradually stiffened. After a moment's hesitation, she spoke to Bai Qi, "Sir, I'm truly sorry, we weren't aware you had so many... followers. I'm afraid there aren't enough seats on the train."
Bai Qi waved his hand and said, "It's alright, they can stand. This is the fare for myself and them."
Looking at the fare Bai Qi produced, the attendant was stunned for a long time and didn't dare to reach out and take it. After all, ever since she started working on this train, she had never heard of standing tickets.
"Sir, this might not be in accordance with the rules, I really..."
Before the attendant could finish speaking, a strong voice rang out from behind her.
"Let this gentleman and his entourage board the train."
Following the sound, they saw a middle-aged man in a suit and tie, impeccably dressed from head to toe. Even his receding hairline had been specially polished and gleamed under the incandescent lights. Sudan Novel Network
"The train conductor."
Upon seeing the middle-aged man, the attendant quickly bowed respectfully.
The train conductor ignored the attendant and focused his gaze on Bai Qi, saying with no change in expression, "The Holy Lord is a VIP member of our time-space train, and his credit has always been impeccable. For such a high-quality customer, we are quite willing to make minor adjustments in some aspects."
Since the train conductor had said so, the attendant naturally had nothing more to say. She took the fare from Bai Qi, bowed to Bai Qi and the conductor, and retreated.
After the attendant left, the train conductor personally led Bai Qi to his seat.
The journey to the seat was not long, but Bai Qi and his Female Furies still attracted the attention of many passengers. However, upon seeing that it was the train conductor leading the way, most of them wisely averted their gazes. Yet, a few daring individuals' eyes remained fixed on the Female Furies.
Under the conductor's escort, Bai Qi and his group soon arrived beside the seats prepared for them.
After Bai Qi was seated, the conductor bowed slightly and smiled, then turned to leave.
Bai Qi's seat was a U-shaped sofa. After sitting down, he beckoned to Big Barda and the four Female Furies closest to him. The four Female Furies naturally split into two teams, two on each side, and sat down beside Bai Qi. As for the remaining twenty-one Female Furies, there was nothing they could do but stand in positions near Bai Qi's seat.
Soon, the train slowly started, accelerated, and passed through the time-space wormhole, leaving this world.
As the train began to move, Bai Qi didn't think much of it. He leaned back on the sofa, with Female Furies on either side, and closed his eyes to rest. The Female Furies on both sides were also tactful and didn't make a sound.
Unfortunately, Bai Qi's period of rest did not last long. He was soon disturbed by a commotion.
Bai Qi opened his eyes and saw several people teasing his Female Furies. One of them, with a shifty, rat-like face, was spewing all sorts of foul and indecent language. Although these Female Furies were furious, they chose to endure it as they had not yet received an order from Bai Qi.
However, their forbearance only emboldened these scoundrels further, and they even dared to make physical advances.
Seeing all this, Bai Qi's brow furrowed.
One must consider the owner even when hitting a dog. These Female Furies were his subordinates. Even though they had only recently pledged allegiance and had not yet achieved anything significant, they were not to be insulted by just any cat or dog.
"One must consider the owner even when hitting a dog. You few, are you tired of living?"
Bai Qi's voice was not loud, but the few individuals heard him clearly.
Facing Bai Qi's undisguised threat, these individuals exchanged glances. Their expressions varied: some were disdainful, some wore smiles, and some mocked Bai Qi's overestimation of his abilities, but none showed fear.
Among them, the tallest among them, a large fellow, pushed aside his companions and looked at Bai Qi, laughing, "Hahaha, you kid is the owner of these women? Excellent! I've taken a liking to them. Name your price."
Bai Qi sized up the tall speaker. This fellow was two and a half meters tall, with a lion's head, a mane of golden fur, and feline vertical pupils. His muscular body was clad in heavy armor, and his weapon was a massive battle axe strapped to his back.
As soon as the lion-headed man finished speaking, his short companion, who was only a little over a meter tall, slapped his thigh fiercely and said exasperatedly, "Lion King, is your brain made of mush? Why buy them? Just kill this guy, and the girls will all be ours."
As soon as the little man spoke, everyone else except the Lion King showed malicious smiles, and their hands moved towards the weapons they carried.
After listening to his companion's scolding, the Lion King scratched his mane and grumbled, "But that's not good, is it? He didn't provoke us, killing him directly might be a bit too..."
"That's why I said you're a blockhead. Let me tell you..."
Before the little man could finish speaking, a hand rested on his shoulder. The man turned his head and his arrogance instantly vanished, replaced by endless fawning.
"Captain, why are you here?"
The one called Captain by the little man was a man with narrowed eyes wearing a white robe. He didn't look very old. Following him was a young woman of normal height, carrying a bow and quiver. Her golden hair was striking. Judging by her pointed ears, she should be an elf, and the natural aura she exuded suggested she was a branch of the elves, a wood elf.
Upon the Captain's appearance, not only the little man but also the few others who were instigating fell silent and instinctively took a few steps back.
The man with narrowed eyes ignored the fawning little man and asked the Lion King, "Lion King, which one have you taken a liking to?"
Being asked so abruptly, the Lion King looked a bit embarrassed. He scratched his head and hesitated for a long time before pointing to the most wild-looking among the Female Furies. The man with narrowed eyes merely nodded without saying much. However, the female elf beside him wore a troubled and helpless expression and complained, "The Lion King's taste is still as unique as ever."