Wang Teng looked at Di Qi, his expression utterly strange.
He had not expected this guy to be so devious!
To make a threat sound so fresh and refined—he was truly one of a kind.
"Don't look at me like that. I mean what I say. I definitely won't use the Great Qian Empire to pressure you," Di Qi explained when he saw everyone's expressions.
Calculate Ke Luote's psychological trauma?
At this point, he no longer held any illusions of luck. The Great Qian Empire was not something he could afford to provoke.
This silver-haired young man said he would not use the Great Qian Empire to pressure him. Ke Luote did not believe it—not one bit!
He had heard a rumor: once, a Domain Lord Level powerhouse had pursued an enemy, only for that enemy to escape into the Great Qian Empire. Afterwards, the enemy offered a treasure to a Domain Lord Level powerhouse of the Great Qian Empire in exchange for protection.
The Great Qian Empire powerhouse had agreed!
But naturally, that Domain Lord Level powerhouse had refused to accept it.
So, stubbornly, he confronted the Great Qian Empire's Domain Lord Level powerhouse head-on. The outcome was obvious: he was directly suppressed.
It was not that there was an overwhelming gap in their strength, but because the Great Qian Empire's Domain Lord Level powerhouse was a peer. He had mobilized the Empire's military and summoned two other Domain Lord Level powerhouses to assist him. Outnumbered, the other party had no choice but to submit, even offering up a considerable amount of money as compensation and apology before finally preserving his life.
Such things were not uncommon in the universe!
Thus, in the universe, strength, identity, status... none could be lacking. Otherwise, one could only lower one's head