Jiang Chen looked at the old mecha man. Of course, the old mecha man no longer had a mecha on him at this time. With Jiang Chen here, how could such a treasure still be left on his body.

“Isn’t she just the daughter of a saint? Isn’t she amazing?”

　　　…”

The old mecha man was speechless. What could he say? The saint's daughter was not very good, but Cheng Ying's father was not only a saint, but also the captain of the third fleet of the Xingyuan Group. Behind him was the Great Sage of the Xingyuan Group.

Patron, is that an ordinary saint?

"Fellow Taoist, you have to be merciful and merciful. Think about it, if you kill them, or whatever, they will be just an ordinary woman to you, but if you keep them. Believe me,

Xingyuan Group will definitely give you a bargaining chip that you won’t refuse!”

 The old man in the mecha thought about his words. It should not be too harsh and should hit their weak points directly.

“Moreover, I am not threatening you. Your planet really cannot withstand the torrent of steel from the empire, so for the sake of you and your sect, keeping us alive is your best way out.”

"With your talent and strength, you are too talented to be here. We can introduce you to the Xingyuan Group, where you will have a broader world. It is not impossible to become a powerful sage in the future!"

 Mecha Half-Saint continued to seduce, but this time what he said was not entirely deceptive. At least if Jiang Chen wanted to join the Xingyuan Group, he believed that the Xingyuan Group would never refuse.

Such talent and strength are rare even in the empire. As long as his sect becomes the number one force on this indigenous planet in the future, he will be firmly bound to the Xingyuan Group.

On the battleship.
Chapter completed!