C1755 CHAPTER1755 THE GOD RACE'S PLEAS

"I'm not interested in the capital," Sam Moreels said as he poured a cup of tea, setting it down with a smile. The room was filled with shock.

"Not even the capital? That's bold! Amazing! If you won't take it, we will! We can't believe it doesn't matter to you. This is unbelievable..."

The room erupted into chaos again. Sam Moreels glanced around, smiling calmly