"Pride?"
Li Xun felt like he must have misheard.
He stared at Xiao Ning, dumbfounded. "Xiao Ning, this has nothing to do with pride! You can't beat us, get it? I'm just trying to avoid heavy losses, which is why I'm willing to offer you 20,000 Gold Coins. I'm not giving you Gold Coins because we're weak. Can't you understand that?"
Xiao Ning said incredulously, "Li Xun, no wonder people call you 'Righteous Bandits.' It's because you're all out of your minds. You garbage Lords actually have the confidence to fight our Holy Race? In a moment, I'm going to split your head open and see if you even have a brain in there."
Li Xun sighed. "Forget it. I was hoping to avoid a conflict, but if you insist on fighting, I'll oblige. After all, if we wipe you out, the spoils of war should be substantial. It'll probably cover our losses and maybe even turn a profit. You Alien Race had better not disappoint me."
