No one would choose to offend the Three-Life Race. Nor would the Three-Life Race proactively bully any other power. Even the Celestial Star Shop in Little Oasis City—a business so far down the chain it was practically an affiliate of an affiliate's affiliate of the Three-Life Race—had still treated him quite well.
Unless you were insane, you would never oppose the Three-Life Race. Otherwise, who knew how many Fusion Realm, or even Harmonization Realm, experts they could mobilize.
Realizing this, Jiang Qiu's brows furrowed deeply. He contacted Ah Sheng, the manager of his branch in Oasis City No. 777, via his network and tried to ask for information about rescuing someone from the Celestial Star Arena.
He didn't have high hopes, as Ah Sheng's status was far too low. But to his surprise, he received a useful reply:
