The Might of Xiao Hei

Lin Ming frowned slightly and said nothing. He could not quite read this Star God; instead of feeling anger over the death of his teammate, he evaluated the other's life and death here, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

The Star God went on of his own accord, a hint of an invitation in his tone:

"What do you say, would you consider joining my Star God Squad? I have always cherished talent, and someone with your strength deserves a better platform. Follow me, and your future will undoubtedly be much brighter than lingering in this godforsaken place. A place like this buries your talent."

He spoke as if it were a matter of course, as if Lin Ming should be grateful to accept his invitation. The Enchantress was slightly startled as she listened from the side, but immediately relaxed.

She understood the Star God's personality far too well; this man only recognized strength and never showed sentimentality. Yaksha was dead and gone, and in the Star God's eyes, a dead person had no value whatsoever, making even a second glance a waste of time.

Lin Ming looked at the Star God with a blank face, his tone indifferent and without the slightest hesitation: "Not interested."

The Star God seemed to have anticipated this reply long ago and was not annoyed. Instead, he continued, his tone carrying a trace of boastfulness and arrogance, as if displaying his capital:

"Do you know where our Star God Squad belongs? The Universal Mercenary Alliance. That is a top-tier power in the Star Sea, one that even high-level cosmic empires wouldn't dare easily provoke. As for myself, I hail from the Medium Cosmic Empire."

When he uttered the words "Medium Cosmic Empire," his tone carried undisguised pride, as if this were