To the Saint tribe members, this undoubtedly signified a great humiliation. Ever since the Saint Tribe was founded, they had never made a compromise with any other civilization.
As an ancient civilization that had survived several baptisms since ancient times, their faces were stiff and bitter. They felt extremely difficult. were they really going to surrender?
At the same time, to them who were familiar with Earth’s civilization, this kind of behavior was not much different from the “Daily milk method”that was hotly discussed on the internet. There was no essential difference between signing a treaty and raising a white flag to surrender.
Wang Ying smiled. “That eye birth is also of no use to you, right? It’s just a telescope and a microphone. In your hands, it won’t be able to display its true value. It’s better to exchange it for Mr. Six’s life.”
He urged.
The few sacred race protectors looked at each other when they heard that.