C1369 "whatever You Want to Do with Me will be up to You!"

The Brahmic Sound Star, 300,000 light years away.

Yang Fann looked down at Elder Ying from above, his voice filled with contempt. It was as if the person in front of him was not a powerful Top-level Sixth Empyrean Saint King, but a lowly worm on the ground.

A local tyrant of a small Star Domain wanted to give them face? Did they have the face?

...

"What? He... He actually rejected?"

"This..