The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

ASTRID glanced at the four men in the room. All were leering at him. One look and anyone could tell that they're up to no good. He decided to stay silent first and see what these people were up to.

"Wow. Look at him. I thought that those online comments are just exaggerating. But he looked even more beautiful in person," one said. "We really hit the jackpot."

One suddenly circled around Astrid, looking him up from head to toe. "Yeah, he's really quite high-quality. No wonder that kid is jealous and told us to do this."

"Hey! Shut your mouth! Don't talk too much," one quickly said after the other said what he said.

The guy only shrugged. "Who cares if he hears what we said? After today, I don't think he would have the guts to show his face around here. Maybe he'd even go back to wherever galaxy he's from."

"I agree. So, why don't we just start and do what we're paid to do here," another said, looking at Astrid with perverseness in his eyes. "Oh, the things we will do to you. Don't worry, we'll make sure that the pictures we take are as beautiful as you."

With the things these people had said, Astrid already had an idea what they were trying to do. These guys were probably trying to humiliate him and then take pictures of him in compromising situations. If they were under orders of someone, then he already had a guess who it might be.

"So, that's how it is," he said with no emotion in his voice.

After he said that, it seemed that it was only then that the four noticed that he didn't look remotely scared.

"Heh, are you trying to act all strong right now?" one said.

"I think it's better for you to start shaking now. That would be more attractive to us. Maybe we would take pity and be more merciful when we take you," the other said with a smirk.

"That's right. Or do we have to scare you first before you shiver in fear?" another one said.

This one tried to touch him but Astrid quickly kicked the other's stomach. Because of the sudden action, the guy fell on his back. The fact that Astrid was able to kick the other this easily meant that this guy's physique level was probably the same as him.

Seriously, if you're going to hire goons, hire someone with at least an S level physique. But then again, someone with an S level physique would more likely go to a military school instead of performance school.

"You--!"

"Ah, I don't really have time for this shit," Astrid said, cutting off whatever the guy he kicked was about to say. "Are you hired by Jesse Norris?"

The moment he asked that, the expression of the four people changed. That alone was enough to confirm his guess. Seriously, that guy. Did he really want to experience social death?

Ellis was already kind enough not to mention his name on the post she made the day before yesterday. And yet, this bastard did this instead of repenting. Astrid didn't even have to guess what the other was thinking. He could already tell what it was just by the things these perverts had said.

This Jesse Norris was probably thinking that if he had pictures of him having an 'orgy' with these four, he could use that as a leverage. What for, you asked? Of course, so he would not be sued for libel. In his mind, he was probably thinking that as long as he had something that he could use for blackmail, it would solve everything.

If Astrid was as stupid as him, that might have worked. Unfortunately, he had a working brain. So, this type of tactic wouldn't really work.

He sighed. He already decided not to do anything and let the law decide that guy's punishment. But look at what this bastard did.

"Are you really in a position to ask anything?" one snarled after getting over his initial surprise.

"You're right. Why am I even bothering asking you people when you've already told me everything?" Astrid said looking at the four as if they're the most idiotic person in the world.

That seemed to thoroughly annoyed the four. The gaze they used to look at him was now filled with contempt. They gathered around him, the expression on their faces were telling that they were about to attack him.

But Astrid's expression was still that of nonchalance. He wasn't even the least bit worried. In fact, he was grateful that the four surrounded him. That way, he didn't have to spread his mental force that far.

That's right. He was planning to attack the four using his mental force. With his mental strength, he was confident that these bastards wouldn't be able to handle his attack. The only thing he really had to worry about was what to do next after this four lost consciousness.

But that's easily fixed. With a bit of acting, of course.

Just as one was about to stretched his hand towards him, Astrid then spread his mental force. The mental attack was very immediate. The four stopped in place, clutched their heads and screamed. Then, they all fainted with their mouths foaming.

He coldly glanced at the four, wondering what he should do now. Or maybe he should just leave them here. After all, this was an abandoned utility room. It didn't have any surveillance camera. That's probably why they chose this place as their 'crime scene'.

Since no one had seen him anyway, it wouldn't matter if he just left. He was still contemplating whether he should do just that when the door of the utility room suddenly opened.

"Stop--!" the 'visitor' shouted. Then, whatever he was about to say seemed to be stuck in his throat when he saw the scene inside.

Astrid only raised his brow when he saw the person. Light silvery blue hair curled around a small face, snowy white skin. Wasn't this the teenager he saved before from kidnapping?