"Brother Ao Teng, with your proposal, the harvest of our two clans participating in the Dark Protoss Festival will be at least 20% more!"

Inside the palace, the tone of Chinese voice was indifferent, but there was a smile on her face that was hard to hide.

At this time, there were only two of them left in this palace. As for Xiao Ming and Xiying, they had already left.

Just now, several of them have decided to cooperate in the Dark Protoss sacrifices and deal with others together. Now, they have gone back to arrange matters and made preparations for each other.

In this cooperation, Aoteng united the four...