He only likes me MTL HOLM

Chapter 53 - Brother

A luxury airship floated in the middle of a remote interstellar channel, its dark exterior polished like streaming obsidian.

Inside the porthole, a crystal wine glass poured clear wine, the juice was amber-golden, with a slightly intoxicating sweet aroma.

The velvet carpet was ne’tly spread out, and on the fine leather sofa, the elegantly dressed old man took a sip from his glass.

Immediately, his thin eyebrows were tangled together: “Fuck, it’s sweet.”

“This is the reserve of Mai Jiu Manor, there are only ten bottles in total.”Opposite the old man, an equally well-dressed man gently shook the glass in his hand, sniffing the sweet aroma, with an intoxicated expression on his face, “It’s really refreshing and intoxicating before you even taste it.”

He looked only middle-aged, but the hair on his temples was already gray. Compared to him, although the old man’s face was old, he still had a head of dark and thick black hair.

Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, the old man was disdainful: “How can this kind of sweet and greasy drink be called wine? It’s only people like you who don’t like it.”

The middle-aged man laughed but did not say anything, after a while, suddenly came up with a sentence without a clue: “Catherine also likes it.”

The old man closed his mouth.

The middle-aged man pondered, “It won’t be long before Catherine leaves.”

The old man was silent.

The man muttered the name “Catherine”, his eyes empty: “After so many years of searching, there is still not a single clue …….”

The old man's face twitched for no reason, and after a few seconds, he squeezed out a sarcastic smile: “Hmph, who called our majesty generous and compassionate, and know how to repay kindness, is a first-class good man.”

As if touching a sad past, the two were speechless for a while.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man caught a glimpse of something and turned to the porthole.

“What’s that?”

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Explosions, flames, rolling smoke.

Sight was seared, severe pain penetrated his entire body, his consciousness sank into the abyss, and a muffled voice, like a drooping strand of spider silk, held him with difficulty and indistinctness.
“Sulan ……”

“Su Lan ……”

“Su Lan, live.”

The low, slightly hoarse voice clearly echoed in the mind, as if an ancient bell was buzzing, instantly dispelling the chaos of the brain.

Above the barren star, the black smoke rolling escape pod was embedded in the cracked ground, the hard shell was directly dented for most of the way, the hatch burst and the debris flew.

A moment later, a slender, bloodstained hand reached out and grasped the shattered hatch.

The sharp fragments of the hatch pierced through the palm of the hand, but that hand did not waver, pale knuckles tendons rippled, as if it was using its last strength to drive the people inside to escape.

Ji Mian climbed out of the escape pod and collapsed to the ground.

Blood soaked through his shirt, mixing with cold sweat, he tried his best to open his eyes, and underneath his wet eyelashes, the world was spinning and obscure.