Feeling Minerva's killing intent, Xia Ping only felt that he had been dragged into a disaster through no fault of his own. This had originally been a struggle between two Early Ancient Saints, yet he had been dragged into it.
But he still needed Sophia's help, so he could not back down here.
With that thought, Xia Ping stepped forward and said, "Head Sophia, the condition you proposed just now—selling three thousand planets—isn't impossible to accomplish."
"What? You actually have a way to do it?"
Sophia was startled upon hearing this. She looked at Xia Ping with some delight. If this kid before her could accomplish it, then she would not need to suffer Minerva's threats.
"Of course I have a way. This is as easy as turning over my hand."
Xia Ping said calmly.
"What utter nonsense."
Minerva snorted coldly. "Are the juniors of the Lawrence Family all so boastful now? Do you know what three thousand commercial planets represent? They are nothing like ordinary trash planets. Every commercial planet is worth at least tens of billions of Universal Coins, and some are worth as much as a hundred billion Universal Coins.
"The total value of three thousand planets is at least more than thirty trillion Universal Coins. Even an Early Ancient Saint could not produce such a sum all at once.
"And yet you dare claim that you can sell all three thousand planets at the same time, without even reducing the price? What a joke. Where are you going to find a force willing to take them off your hands?! Don't think you can boast without paying a price."
Terrifying killing intent radiated from him, like an ancient ferocious beast that seemed ready to tear the void apart.
Boom!
Sophia stepped in front of Xia Ping and