Mechanical Race!
In the universe, one of the few powerful races, at least much stronger than the Atlantis clan. The presence of the Mechanical Race here was something many did not anticipate.
Ye Qiu watched the man approaching slowly. The man looked at him, and he looked back at the man.
The leader continued, "I know you are formidable and strong, but today, it would be better for you not to act. If you change your mind now, I'm still willing to be friends with you."
The rebel leader obviously didn't want Ye Qiu to intervene, so his words intended to use the strength of the Mechanical Race to pressure Ye Qiu, making him wary and realizing that their side also had experts.
Faced with the leader's repeated words, Ye Qiu smiled and shook his head, "Sorry, I don't want to make bad friends."
Swish.
The rebel leader's face changed drastically.
"You're refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
"Haha, whatever you say."
