"Grandmaster! What is the meaning of this?!" When he found that he could not leave and then heard the Grandmaster trying to get on Robet's good side, the Collector immediately flew into a rage. He had never imagined that after knowing the Grandmaster for so many years, the man would sell him out just like that.
"What do I mean? You led someone to my Sakaar without even discussing it with me beforehand. The fact that I haven't attacked you personally is already out of consideration for all those years of friendship! Besides, we were never that close to begin with, were we?" the Grandmaster said with a disdainful smile, looking at the Collector as he asked in return.
The so-called Elders of the Universe were indeed a group of ancient beings who had lived from the birth of the universe until now, but in essence, they were not of the same race. They belonged to different species, had luckily survived after their races went extinct, and had gained immortal lives.
Although this group of ancient beings had banded together for warmth and formed the Elders of the Universe, in essence, they still lived their own lives. They did not contact one another often, either, and how deep their bonds ran depended entirely on each individual's temperament.
So when the Grandmaster discovered that the Collector had offended Robet, an unknown powerhouse, he sold the Collector out without the slightest hesitation. He even thoughtfully sealed off the surrounding space, denying the Collector another chance to escape Sakaar.
The reason was simple. The Grandmaster did not want to become Robet's enemy, and even less did he want his beloved Sakaar destroyed at Robet's hands, just as the Collector did not want his collections destroyed.
"Grandmaster! Have you forgotten the glory of the