## After crashing the Battlestar, the Arbitrator insisted on marrying me.
>As the heir to the wildest rocket family in the galaxy, I drove a yellow-black giant rocket and crashed through the interstellar Arbiter's space fortress.
>"According to Article 301 of the Interstellar Law, you need to pay nine hundred billion star coins in compensation or accept marriage arbitration."
>The arbiter's stern face showed no expression.
>I crossed my legs and said, "If you don't have money, why don't you marry me?"
>The next day, the whole galaxy made headlines: The overbearing arbitrator revised the interstellar law for love and announced that he would be engaged after breaking through the fortress.
>My family group exploded: "Finally someone dared to take away this scourge!"
>Until my ex-boyfriends formed a revenge alliance and drove thousands of warships to surround the wedding venue.
>The arbitrator gently held my waist and whispered to the military channel: "It seems that some people don't know. I am changing the law just to legally protect my shortcomings."
