"Huh?" Ramon stared with a confused expression on his face.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" He asked in a confused manner.
"I thought we just bid farewell to each other".
Unlike his friend and captain who was too foolish to understand what was going on at this moment, Aegon did not suffer from the same paralysis of the brain.
His eyes widened as he stared at his captain's supposed friend. He was not alone, alongside him were 6 other astral warriors that he did not recognize their faces.
He didn't recognize their faces didn't mean he was clueless though; this was because he recognized their uniforms.
At this moment, all 6 men were garbed on familiar Shaolin Arhat Robes.
The upper garment was white with an emblem of a Dragon surrounded by lightning soaring through the skies in its middle, complemented with black trousers.
Aegon knew exactly what was going on at this moment and who these men were.
