Over the sea outside Miami, Andrew listened to what Star God had to say and nodded in satisfaction. "Star God, you did quite well. Not only did you severely wound Chthon, you also played King of Negativity and the others."
"Boss, if I couldn't even accomplish that, wouldn't I be letting down your cultivation?"
Having learned from the earlier lesson, Star God had become exceptionally humble. He said, "It's a pity I didn't kill that old bastard Chthon. I originally wanted to offer his head to you as a gift, Boss."
"Let's skip that gift. I don't have a habit of collecting heads as wine jugs."
Andrew snarked, then said, "Enough nonsense. Make your preparations, have the Twelve Constellation Legion get themselves in order, and then we'll set out to attack Los Angeles."
"The Twelve Constellation Legion only needs a little time to prepare."
Star God first nodded, then could not help asking, "Boss, why did you have me be the last one to escape? Also, since you knew their plan, why didn't you make a move to seize Zeus and the others? With your strength, Boss, even if Los Angeles is their nest, you should have a way to seize the Compound V Big Trees, right?"
"Why didn't I seize them?"
Andrew smiled. What was there to seize? They were all his people! Come to think of it, every Compound V Big Tree was more sensible than the last. Did that count as a racial trait?
Andrew continued, "The reason I didn't seize them was because I wanted to use this opportunity to distinguish friend from foe. I've already given the Compound V Big Trees many chances. If they choose to betray me this time, I won't show mercy again."
The reason he would not show mercy again was