Liang Guang's expression remained unchanged: "Submission, I'm afraid it's not that simple, is it?"
The speaker hesitated for a moment before continuing: "The condition for submission is to hand over all the gains from the relics, and it seems they also want us to become... house slaves..."
"House slaves... haha..."
Liang Guang had a pretty good temper, but at this moment he was also starting to get angry.
House slaves, how could those people even think of that.
No wonder those fence-sitters didn't all agree immediately this time.
If it were before, faced with cultivators from the Eighth Realm, Ninth Realm emerging from the relics, they would have already sided with them.
Where would they send someone to probe his intentions?
Even now, there are still quite a few who want to get rid of him.
"Mr. Liang Guang, what should we do? Based on our investigations, the powers of those people are not fake."
The Eighth Realm, Ninth Realm, represent a realm of extreme despair to them.
