Ill Intentions!

Su Changfa shook his head and said, "It's inappropriate."

"Master Su, what's wrong?" Tang Qianhe was confused. "The guy is not anybody important. I don't think he knows much useful information. Why should we waste our time and effort on him?

"As long as we can determine the rough coordinates of the Flying Star Sector based on the intelligence in his head, we will be able to swallow the Flying Star Sector after building an enormous space gate and summoning the expedition fleet.

"What's the use of keeping him alive?"

"If you are planning to summon the expedition fleet, it is indeed useless to keep the guy alive."

Su Changfa's face suddenly turned extremely weird. He said mysteriously, "But otherwise, he will prove to be greatly useful!"

Tang Qianhe and Kou Ruhuo were both surprised. Looking at each other, they both frowned. "What do you mean, Master Su?"

"The three of us are all losers in the competitions of our respective family or sect."