Homeward Journey (The End)

The representative of the Auxterre Federation watched Xuan Ye reach his hand into the void and rummage around for something. He could not help but let out a mocking laugh.

"Putting on an act!"

At that moment, Xuan Ye had likewise appeared in the boardroom as a signal projection. One of his arms was buried in a golden ring, looking as though he were grasping for something.

But this performance only earned the Auxterre Federation representative's disdain.

If you really wanted to obtain something, you should work steadily toward it, not take such an unorthodox path.

I think your acting still needs some work. This trick of yours might work on low-level civilizations, but it's useless against me.

You're still too young.

Let me tell you, I've been through hundreds of battles and seen all kinds of things!

Which Seventh-Tier Civilization haven't I visited?

I've even set foot in the neighboring galaxy. Their methods during our negotiations were on a completely different level from yours. I chatted and laughed with them too, and we got along wonderfully, wonderfully... derfully...

As he watched the familiar figure Xuan Ye haul out of the ring of light, the Auxterre Federation representative, Councilor Krouf, wondered if he was looking at a fake Guardian.

"So this is the board of directors of the Milky Way Starry Sky Conglomerate? I was just saying that, apart from this, we haven't offended anyone else recently..."

After being hauled out, Tesla swept his gaze around. His face was filled with bitter amusement.

In the end, his gaze landed on Krouf, who was still "chatting and laughing merrily," and he could not help sighing.

It wasn't his fault. The opponent was simply too powerful—this was not something he could decide.

"Ah, originally I hadn't planned on 'inviting' you over, but