Qing Chen's question irritated Zhong Yu somewhat.
He sent Qing Chen a message: I want to join forces with you to rule the Giant Dynasty and the Kingdom of Roosevelt. When the time comes, you can be the junior partner and I'll be the senior partner. I won't mistreat you. Together, we can turn every animal and human in this world into our slaves.
Zhong Yu envisioned his grand plans, only for Qing Chen to reply with a single sentence: What qualifications do you have to join forces with me? Right, the Light of the White Race was already famous. He had even snatched first place on the points leaderboard from the Four Great Guilds. The Light of the White Race had also killed so many players that the Four Great Guilds' prestige had plummeted. Not only that, the Light of the White Race had gained a huge number of supporters and believers. What did an F-Class blank-slate alt like you have that made you think you could talk to me about joining forces?
Zhong Yu could not stand being looked down on like this. He was supposed to rule this world. How could he be slighted? He replied to Qing Chen: "I'm an S-Class demigod in the real world."
Zhong Yu flashed a sinister smile in his room. Wasn't that enough to qualify him to join forces with Qing Chen? He was sure Qing Chen's level was lower than his. Yet Qing Chen replied: "You're full of shit, aren't you?"
Zhong Yu nearly failed to catch his breath. Why had this stupid human not believed him?
He explained in detail: "I'm a demigod from the Eastern Continent who happened to come to the Western Continent. As long as you're willing to join forces with me, I'm willing to give