Robin Burton is a young man who grow with everything anyone can hope for, immense talent for cultivation, sharp mind, a wealthy family that will stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything except the willingness to take them. "Why would I take the same route as my ancestors ? why should I become stronger? to beat this and compete with that..?! THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS BORN FOR!!" Robin didn't want to compete with young masters, so he made an army and started invading planets.
"There is no need to beat around the bush then, I know you've taken control of my nine planets, and I want them all back." Pythor locked his gaze firmly on Robin, exuding an air of authority. His tone was more of a command than a negotiation.
"Understandable, understandable~" Robin nodded a few times with a faint smile. "What will you offer me in return?"
"Peace, of course." Pythor spread his hands calmly. "This war has gone on far too long, and I know it's cost you dearly. Handing over my nine planets would be a fitting gesture of goodwill toward peace."
"Ahehehe~" Holak let out a loud chuckle, momentarily drawing everyone's attention.
Even Robin's smile widened slightly in response. "I understand I would gain peace, but that would be the end result of the negotiations. Now let's get back to the negotiations themselves. In exchange for the nine planets, what will you give me?"