บท 1522: The Rise of An Imperial World

"Win-win?" The brilliance in Meng Chixin's eyes was swirling quickly. "You mean that we will both benefit from our cooperation, right? But the way I see it, your intention in the beginning did not seem to be a… win-win. You were planning to suppress and conquer the entire Ancient Sages Sector and fool the experts of the Ancient Sages Sector such as us to sell our lives to the Black Wind Fleet as cannon fodder, weren't you?"

"Yes!" Heiye Lan did not deny it at all. Breathing quickly for a moment, she bellowed, "There was indeed a time when my main purpose was to summon the Black Wind Fleet, conquer the Ancient Sages Sector, and turn all of you into slave soldiers! It is the right of the strong to prey on the weak. What's wrong with that? The weak deserve to be suppressed, conquered, and enslaved. Isn't it a well-tested truth on the prairies, in the central plateaus of the Great Qian Dynasty, and also the bloodstained sea of stars?