"What the hell do you mean, they want to see me? No, no... They can do whatever they want. What does it have to do with my Night Empire? First, make them take away all those Death God Snails for me. Stop tossing them around everywhere. Do they have any manners at all?!"
At the Temple of the Seven Stars in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, Boss Hu impatiently waved his hand. The Firstborn of the Gods immediately bowed to accept the order before withdrawing.
The Temple of the Seven Stars had now been specially cleared out as the Eternal Night God-Emperor's temporary residence during his stay on the Pandaria Continent. The Crusaders' Eternal Chosen Legion was stationed here as well.
As for the Lei Shen Dynasty sending an envoy delegation to contact the Night Empire, Boss Hu naturally had no interest. It was still too early to declare an official stance or political position, and there was even less reason to make contact. After all, the Night Elves and the Mogu race had never gotten along particularly well, even ten thousand years ago.
Besides, you still had not resolved the Death God Snail incident raised by the Night Empire, so what was there to discuss?
Ever since those giant snails had been released, Pandaren brothers had died one after another. Before their deaths, they had all shared the same wonderful wish: This snail is fucking huge. It would definitely taste great stir-fried.
Wasn't that harming people? Didn't they know Pandaren loved to eat? Lei Shen had released these toxic, unlicensed black-market products out into the world. On some planet, an unscrupulous, black-hearted merchant like him would... well, would make a fortune, you know?!
"Wait, come back... I think I've found something to squeeze out of this."
Boss Hu suddenly