บท 1869: Level-Twelve Citizen of the Imperium!

Di Feiwen's voice was as soft as a spring breeze when it entered Li Yao's ears, but it almost completely froze Li Yao's heart.

Li Yao had analyzed all the schemes that Di Feiwen could have possibly set up. He had even come to meet the No. 2 person of the Black Wind Fleet in the mind of enjoying a play. It had never occurred to him that the guy would propose such a shocking and ridiculous idea.

"What… is the meaning of this?" Li Yao demanded. "If this is some kind of scheme, it is really a terrible one!"

"Of course, it is not a scheme. Faced with your unparalleled strength, our surrender is a hundred percent genuine."