Han Xing looked at him in confusion and asked, "Why? None of the demigods in your clan said anything."
The Light Divine Son still smiled bitterly and said, "Master of the Human Race, please spare our Sea of Light."
Han Xing was at a loss upon hearing this.
"What are you talking about? I said, I just want to complete a transaction, I have no intention of attacking your Sea of Light."
The Bright Divine Son said nothing, still standing in place.
Han Xing frowned and said, "Move aside quickly, I don't have time to chat with you here."
Even the demigod-level powerhouses below were persuading Neotos to step aside.
After all, he is a man who isn't even afraid of divine spirits.
At this moment, a voice transmitted to Neotos's ear.
"Divine Son, step aside."
Neotos looked towards the front.
It was Isley, one of the five Monarchs of the Sea of Light, who transmitted the message.
At this moment, Isley continued to say:
