"Trade? You still want to trade? Your life is already mine. I can kill you at any time. What capital do you have to gamble with me?"
The Protoss looked at Vincent with disdain. He did not care about his performance at all.
However, what he said to Vincent earlier had completely exposed his mentality.
Vincent smiled slightly. He had confirmed that the Protoss was a race that had a stomachache. As long as he put forward some challenges that were interesting to them, they would not be able to refuse him!
"How about this, we can make a bet. If I can fulfill my promise within ten years, I will get my life back. If not, you can do whatever you want with me!" said Vincent to the Protoss.
