Chapter 783: Dead Either Way

With Lin Shen's decision, both the Diman Tribe and the Celestial Race were overjoyed.

After Chi Jiu and the others returned, they held a meeting with the rest of the delegation to discuss how to negotiate with the Celestial Race, hoping to reclaim the Celestial Divine Statue at the lowest possible cost.

"You all discuss it. Let me know once you have a result," Lin Shen sat for a while, then stood up and left directly.

Chi Jiu and the others had no intention of keeping him, and continued to discuss tomorrow's negotiation strategy.

Grand Marshal's Banquet Hall on Diman Star.

The man seated in the place of honor was a Diman tribesman with a lean physique, a long face, a hawk-like nose, and his gaze was inscrutable.

He just sat there casually but emitted an aura of natural authority.

"General Shaxun, this drink is to celebrate the pleasure of our cooperation," the guest of honor was surprisingly an elderly member of the Celestial Race.