"Don't worry, Chief. We know this business inside out."
"They're just a bunch of underworld thugs. We're coming with over a thousand warships—they'll be scared to death."
"Though there may be a few unruly ones among them."
"Hmph. Anyone who dares resist gets slaughtered. It's not like we Red Scarf Bandits have never massacred a city before."
The Red Scarf Bandits cackled sinisterly, their eyes gleaming with cruelty and excitement. Every raid was a feast of wealth to them, always bringing in a bountiful haul.
"Chief, an unfamiliar signal is coming through. It seems to be from Borderhead Planet."
A Red Scarf Bandit shouted.
"Interesting. Put it through. Let's see what they have to say."
Wu An gave a cold laugh. Victory was already in his grasp, so he did not mind wasting a little time.
"What else could they say? Nothing more than surrendering and begging for mercy."
"Exactly. Could they possibly dare to resist?"
"Later, we should humiliate that Universe Sect direct disciple properly. I really want to see the miserable sight of a disciple from a great sect kneeling and begging for mercy. Just thinking about it gets me excited."
"What I enjoy most is strangling geniuses in the cradle, destroying their futures, making them kneel and wail. It gives me the feeling of slaughtering a future Saint."
The Red Scarf Bandits chattered among themselves as they connected the communication channel to Borderhead Planet, waiting for its people to surrender.
With a beep, the figures of Xia Ping and the others immediately appeared before the Red Scarf Bandits as virtual projections.
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the crowd as he spoke. "Red Scarf Bandits, this is Borderhead Planet territory. Why have you invaded without cause? Are you trying to rebel? Do