“If only it’s just as simple as a wretched bastard like Lei Cang,” said Lin An. “Enough questions, Cinnamon. The die is cast and nothing you do, even if you know what is going on, will change things. Just do as I say and report at the Phenex Cohort base camp. Stay out of trouble; this is not something you can handle.”

“But what if I were to insist on going to the staging station now?” Lin Jingxin asserted, “Are you going to have me bound in chains and ...