"Trash... You're calling me trash?" The man laughed so hard that he almost could not breathe as if he had just heard the funniest joke. "He Xing, even if you're very capable, I still have to say that you're blind. Open your eyes and take a good look. These low-level Blue Planet people are the real trash! Trash! How could a group of low-level creatures enjoy such endless resources? The ones enjoying them should be our high-level interstellar people! They should work like cows and horses, bowing their heads and submitting to us! Look at that man over there, lying on the ground. He's worse than a dog. That's the real trash!"
He Xing looked up at him and said, "Do you know why I didn't kill you with one shot just now? I even let you bite people like a mad dog." Without giving the man a chance to answer, He Xing turned to Xiang Nan. "Can you still stand?"
