"That Zerg envoy is way too arrogant! God, with manners like that, are they really higher life-forms?" The Alien Dust envoy was stunned at first, then a flash of wild delight crossed his eyes as he roared theatrically.
You did not fear an enemy being arrogant; you feared an enemy who was not. If your enemy was a brute, you should be glad, because aside from strength, brutes had no brains. If you offended a petty villain, on the other hand, you needed to be cautious. And now, the Zerg envoy's behavior was exactly that of a brute. How could civilizations with poor relations with the Zerg not be delighted? They were practically ecstatic!
He had slapped the chairman in the face during the council meeting—and twice at that, each blow harsher than the last. Wasn't that tantamount to taking Fatis's life?
Sure enough, the moment the Alien Dust envoy shouted those words, Fatis's face darkened until it seemed water could drip from it. His composure ran deep, so no anger showed on his face, but the chilling killing intent in his eyes shone as brightly as stars in the night.
The Columbia envoy was happier than if he had obtained an Undying Ice Silkworm. Seizing the chance to add fuel to the fire, he snorted. "Hmph, a crooked beam makes a crooked roof. Rumor has it that Ye Luo, the Zerg Emperor, is an arrogant and overbearing man. Bugs are bugs, after all—they simply cannot compare with higher life-forms like us. Tsk, tsk, coming and going from the council meeting whenever they please—what do they take this place for? They really don't regard the Pusilan Federation with any respect. Or perhaps the Zerg simply see the Pusilan Federation as a joke, as a completely useless empty shell?!"
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