“It’ll be difficult for Brad if he’s acting like this,” Harry commented from where he stood next to me. He patted Brad in an attempt to comfort him. “Don’t be scared."

Brad’s face went blank at once, as though he was afraid that Harry would drag him onto the spaceship there and then.

“Bing, let’s opt for someone else,” He Lei said glumly as he furrowed his eyebrows, looking at Brad.

Eyeing the dumbfounded Brad, I had to agree that he might not be a suitable candidate for this fight. I turned to Raffles, asking, “Raffles, do you still have any disguiser masks?”

Raffles frowned and thought before answering, “A disguiser mask won’t be able to create similarity in body shape.”

“Your Highness, please allow us to go with...