"What did you say?" The attitude of this toll collector infuriated Zhang Menglong.
Ever since he had inherited his family estate, this was the first time someone had called him a pauper!
"If you have no money, leave quickly. The berths for spaceships on our Izek Planet are extremely scarce, and you are disrupting our normal management order."
"Looks like a fallen tiger is bullied by dogs!" Zhang Menglong showed a bitter smile, "Then what if I just abandon my spaceship, alright?"
It was just a Level Two civilization spaceship after all. If the money left in the bank account by Zhang Menglong's ancestors was ample, then buying a better spaceship shouldn't be a problem, right?
"Abandoning your spaceship?" The toll collector also showed a look of surprise. Although it appeared to be a very old model, it was still a Level Two civilization spaceship. Even if sold as scrap, it could fetch a decent sum. How could someone just discard it?
