When the members of the Sixth Squad present saw that Luo Yuan said nothing and merely watched them coldly, they immediately declared that, as long as Luo Yuan handed over the True God Remnants he held, they too were willing to let him become captain. After all, all their hopes now rested on Luo Yuan. Without the True God Remnants, they could not meet the ten-thousand-point military merit requirement for the legion's Disaster-level Mission. Failure meant that they would ultimately die, and they refused to accept that.
Even though the Strong Captain had seemingly offered to surrender his position generously, how could Luo Yuan believe them? Trying to exchange a mere captain's title for the True God Remnants in Luo Yuan's possession was far too fanciful. Those could be exchanged for vast amounts of military merit. How could he hand them over so easily? These members of the Sixth Squad were treating Luo Yuan like a naive newcomer to the world. Besides, he barely knew them and had no attachment to them whatsoever.
The chill in Luo Yuan's eyes therefore grew more pronounced. He raised his head and sneered. "Do you think I care about an empty title like captain? You want to trade a useless title for the True God Remnants I worked so hard to obtain? Aren't you underestimating me a little too much? Besides, what does it matter to me whether you die? We hardly know each other."
The members of the Sixth Squad, who had been expecting Luo Yuan to take the bait, froze momentarily at his words, then glared at him angrily. In their eyes, Luo Yuan simply did not know what was good for him. More than a dozen Law Lords had surrounded him, and they were all battle-hardened veterans. Their captain, in particular,