"Patriarch Constantine, even if you're willing to marry your daughter to me, shouldn't I get a say in it...?" Ye Luo said helplessly, baring his teeth in a grin.
Cassandra's face immediately darkened. "What? Is marrying me such a grievance for you?"
Yet Constantine neither grew angry nor offended. He cheerfully patted Ye Luo's shoulder, looking every bit like an elder addressing a junior. "No rush, no rush, Ye Luo. My daughter is beautiful and has a fine temperament. Most importantly, her mastery of prophecy is nearly on par with mine. We Three-Eyed Protoss do things by first considering one's heart, then Heaven's will. Cassandra marrying you satisfies both. So this matter was ultimately decided by Heaven itself. It is not up to you, nor is it up to me. Hahaha! I told you already, I'm not in a hurry to set the wedding date. When you've thought it through, just let me know..."
Ye Luo shrugged. "Patriarch Constantine, you didn't come to see me solely because of Cassandra, did you...?"
Without the slightest ceremony, Constantine pulled Ye Luo over to the sofa in the suite's living room and sat down beside him. In an exceedingly intimate tone, he said, "My precious daughter's matter is naturally the main one. But aside from that, I also brought you some information. Your Zerg have only just advanced to a Level Five civilization, yet you've encountered an interstellar joint operation like the Taotie Domain. You have enormous potential, but your foundation is still shallow. I was afraid you might suffer a loss, so as your future father-in-law, I came to tell you about the Death Match and the Taotie Domain, so that you can make some preparations as well."
To Ye Luo, this was what truly interested him.
With a wave of Ye