Chapter 126: 076 The Real Opponent
The Sherman Empire Diplomatic Mission was not domineering or condescending.
From the princes, elders, generals, to the maids, guards, and low-ranking officers, everyone was courteous, adhering to noble etiquette in their words and actions, showing great respect to Edwan and the citizens of the Wind Empire.
This might be a tactic by a powerful empire to win people’s hearts.
— Yang Ming analyzed this.
Yang Ming did not deliberately seek to stand out, calmly accompanying Edwan as his trusted guard.
When the Sherman Mission entered the long convoy, Edwan nad Yang Ming to ride with him, while the other captains and vice-captains of the fourth group were responsible for directing the team.
Ding.
Gained the aura: “Protection of the Second Prince.”
At this mont, Yang Ming sat in the passenger seat of the extended hover car, his eyes scanning all directions vigilantly.
Edwan sat facing the old prince of the Sherman Empire, exchanging greetings heavily adorned with embellishnts.
The only topic that intrigued Yang Ming was when the old prince of Sherman ntioned Edwan’s earlier performance.
“Alas,” the prince sighed, “I never expected, in the most critical mont, it was the Second Highness who chose to fully trust the Sherman family. This is truly our honor.”
Edwan paused montarily, then responded with a smile, “The Sherman Empire has always provided great help to our country and is a protector of our family. That choice was only natural.”
The prince chuckled a few tis, then said in a slow voice,
“The principle of Sherman has always been that if our friends treat us sincerely, the people of Sherman will repay our friends with even greater sincerity.
“And you, Prince Edwan, the report from the Foreign Affairs Seventh Bureau ntioned that you possess a clever mind and excellent vision, developing comrce in both the great empire and the inferior federation to give back to your country. This is a very courageous act.
“However, I think you can increase the focus of your investnts towards us. I brought a deputy minister from the Ministry of Comrce who will discuss these matters with you later.”
“Wow, this is truly a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity,” Edwan marveled, “The Empire has always been watching us, I am deeply moved by this.”
“Yes,” the prince smiled warmly, “We simply do not wish to compete with the New Federation in terms of deceit and despicableness. When the situation undergoes so upheaval, the invincible fleet of the Empire will firmly stand behind its allies. You understand what I an, nephew Edwan.”
Edwan nodded with a smile, a bright shine in his eyes.
However, Yang Ming estimated that this prince was undoubtedly cursing in his heart.
The Foreign Affairs Seventh Bureau of the Sherman Empire was a departnt specifically responsible for managing relations with vassal states.
Yang Ming pondered continuously in his heart.
In his mind, visions of the throne, the old emperor sitting silently, and the cold gaze of the other party always appeared.
The conversation between the old prince and Edwan continued, but the content turned dull and monotonous, filled with perfunctory complints.
They traveled unobstructed to the large ‘interchange bridge’ outside the Imperial Palace, heading straight to the front courtyard of the palace. When the palace opened a layer of its defense energy shield, Yang Ming’s escort mission ca to a smooth conclusion.
There was no accident at all.
Yang Ming did not participate in the following welco banquet.
He wandered into General Fremont’s command and dispatch center, sat in a corner, listened to the news for a while, and roughly understood what had happened.
First, the military caught New Federation spies and thwarted a New Federation plot.
Second, the police received advance information and arrested several mbers of the rebels planning to attack the diplomatic motorcade, thereby protecting this extrely important mission group.
Third, General Uli was invited by the Royal Court to assist in an investigation due to a scandal.
Fourth, at this mont, the Third Prince at the welco banquet had already arranged for personnel to suppress online public opinion and clear Uli’s scandal.
Beautiful.
All the news was related to Little Lyu.
“Captain Yang Ming?”
A warm, thick voice ca from ahead.
Yang Ming imdiately looked up and saw the tall, sowhat balding, glasses-wearing Royal Guard Army officer, Fremont.
General Fremont waved lightly, and Yang Ming imdiately stood up, jogging to the side of the main command platform.
“Take a seat, Captain,” General Fremont pointed to the seat beside him, “No need to be too formal, help
keep an eye on these projection screens, these old eyes of mine are almost seeing double.”
Yang Ming saluted, then relaxed into the seat.
A female officer in a military suit brought over coffee, Yang Ming thanked her as he received it, glanced at the surveillance footage from various locations, and focused on a few of the central projection screens.
What was displayed here was the royal banquet.
The Emperor, princes, idle princes, high-ranking nobles of the Wind Empire, and various ministers and their children were gathered together.
Yet they were rely the supporting cast.
The true lead was the Sherman’s old prince, who had passed a hundred but was still vigorous, and several Sherman generals.
Only Gudun Mah from the Wind Army attended this gathering, the other military leaders all took sick leave, completely daunted to co to Ilando Star.
Yang Ming couldn’t help but let his thoughts wander—
If at this mont an energy-gathering bomb were thrown into the venue, wouldn’t the Wind Empire directly step into a new chapter of the social system?
General Fremont beside him lightly sighed, “This is the strongest empire in the Galaxy, rely the aura of a single general frightens almost all our ministers.”
Yang Ming, holding his coffee, took a sip and smiled, “The old prince of Sherman thinks highly of the Second Prince.”
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