Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1283: Clash of Pride and Power

"What’s wrong?" Ignis’Kai’s icy voice cut through the air, bringing Valen back to his senses.

"Cousin, do you remember last night, when we were ambushed outside?" Valen’s eyes turned redder, filled with venomous hatred as he glared at Rafael and Duan Yao.

Ignis’Kai immediately reacted, his gaze toward the two men turning sharp and unfriendly. "The ones who attacked you—was it them?"

"Yes! They killed Carlos and the others!" Valen’s breathing grew heavier.

He hadn’t forgotten last night’s humiliation for even a second.

Ignis’Kai’s expression darkened as he looked at Rafael and Duan Yao, letting out a cold chuckle.

Rafael and Duan Yao hadn’t expected this Valen to be the cousin of Prince Ignis’Kai of the Scaldriths Clan.

But even so, their expressions remained indifferent.

They had already anticipated the consequences of last night’s actions.

Running into him at the negotiation hall today didn’t faze them in the slightest.

What truly intrigued Ignis’Kai was their composure.

Even after being recognized, they remained calm—meaning they had something to rely on.

And anyone capable of seizing their battleship must have had considerable strength.

"Prince Ignis’Kai, are you acquainted with the envoys from the Erythar Star System?" The The Crimson Snake Emperor raised an eyebrow at their tense confrontation, a hint of surprise in his eyes. freewebnoveℓ.com

"Acquainted? That’s an understatement." Valen gritted his teeth. "They killed our people! Shouldn’t we be getting an explanation for that?"

The The Crimson Snake Emperor glanced at the Erythar Star System’s envoys, who remained composed.

His voice was calm. "That depends on the circumstances. If you provoked them first and lacked the strength to back it up, then what kind of explanation are you expecting the Crimson Moon Dynasty to give the Scaldriths Clan?"

The three alien princes turned to look at the The Crimson Snake Emperor in surprise.

This wasn’t their first encounter with him; they had crossed paths before, even indirectly clashing in the past.

But never had he spoken in such a manner—not even during previous ceasefire negotiations.

The first thing they thought of was that the The Crimson Snake Emperor was likely trying to form an alliance with the Erythar Star System’s envoys.

Otherwise, he should be sitting back and letting them fight instead of intervening.

Observing the lack of surprise from the other star systems, the three princes quickly realized the The Crimson Snake Emperor wasn’t joking—there must be something special about the Erythar Star System.

Valen, however, had yet to catch on.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the The Crimson Snake Emperor.

"You must be joking."

"I am the ruler of a nation. My word is law. I do not joke." The The Crimson Snake Emperor’s expression remained unreadable. "Since you demanding an explanation, shouldn’t you first recount exactly what happened when your people were killed last night?"

Valen’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

He had assumed these humans were still the same as before—that with just a few words, they would at least put on a show of rebuking the Erythar Star System’s envoys to appease him.

But to his utter shock, the moment the The Crimson Snake Emperor spoke, he outright sided with the Erythar Star System.

This was completely different from the script Valen had in mind.

"It seems you loss for words," the The Crimson Snake Emperor remarked.

"Not only can he not say it, but he also doesn’t dare to," Rafael sneered. "Last night, while we were escorting the two Immortals back to the embassy, a few aliens deliberately drove against traffic and tried to crash into our vehicle. They didn’t apologize—fine. But they even spoke arrogantly, saying they’d kill us as an example."

Duan Yao added indifferently, "Unfortunately for them, they picked the wrong targets. They failed to kill us and instead got themselves killed."

"If the two Immortals Elder hadn’t stopped us," Rafael’s eyes turned ice-cold as he stared at Valen, "you wouldn’t be standing here today. You’d be lying cold in the ground."

"Impudent!" Valen trembled with rage.

"Impudent, my ass! Do you think this is your alien kennel?" Rafael shot back. "Open your dog eyes and see where you are! This is human territory! You think you can do whatever you want here? If you refuse to follow our rules, do you really think someone will stand up for you just because you die?"

No one was the least bit surprised at this exchange.

Even without asking, they could already guess how Valen’s subordinates had died.

Aliens had always considered themselves superior beings from a higher-dimensional universe, looking down on humans—a fact well known to everyone.

It was only natural for them to provoke humans at every turn.

Even a three-year-old could predict their behavior.

"Who are you calling a dog?!" Valen’s face turned bright red.

"Is there anyone else here besides you?" Rafael casually picked at his ear. "Idiot. And to think you’re a prince’s cousin—you don’t even have enough self-awareness to recognize that."

A loud explosion suddenly echoed through the room.

A corner of the table in front of Ignis’Kai was smashed into pieces, fragments scattering across the floor.

His sharp, chiseled features were shrouded in darkness, his gaze as cold as a viper’s as he locked eyes with Rafael.

"You’re courting death!"

Rafael crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back slightly, the corner of his lips curling arrogantly.

With a calm and indifferent tone, he declared, "No, it’s you who are courting death."

Ignis’Kai’s expression darkened. "So this is what you’re relying on—our battleship?"

"Wrong. Not ’yours.’ It’s our battleship. Anything that ends up in our hands ceases to be yours. As expected, a bunch of dogs with no sense of self-awareness."

Rafael’s words were sharp and unrelenting, showing not the slightest deference despite standing before a prince of the Scaldriths Clan.

His fearless demeanor made some people shake their heads internally—negotiations hadn’t even begun, and he had already provoked these aliens.

This meeting was on the verge of collapse before it even started.