Ai Lan had repeatedly thought over the question of Silver Fist's motives before.
She had also discussed it with the strategist commanders under her command.
Yet no matter how they analyzed it,
they could not reach a satisfactory,
reliable, and accurate conclusion.
It felt like a thorn lodged in Ai Lan's heart, leaving her deeply uneasy.
Now, after hearing Mo Yue's analysis,
and combining it with their earlier discussions,
Ai Lan increasingly felt that Silver Fist was indeed plotting something against her.
"Lord Ai Lan, if I continue, I'm afraid I'll offend a lot of people..."
Faced with Ai Lan's order, Mo Yue hesitated.
Her face was full of embarrassment.
"Just say it!"
"No one will know about our previous communications!"
Ai Lan barked.
Her words made Li Chen and the others watching the livestream smile.
"All right, Lord Ai Lan..."
"If I say anything that breaks the Rules or is incorrect, please don't be angry."
Mo Yue nodded helplessly.
Then she began voicing the argument she had long prepared,
bit by bit.
"There have long been conflicts of interest and power struggles among the upper ranks of the Prite Civilization Empire. They scheme against one another, and from your perspective, Lord Ai Lan, you should understand this better than I do."
"Lord Ai Lan, Silver Fist is one of Lord Kim's trusted subordinates. Could they have joined forces to set a trap for you and use it against you?"
"Do you think that's possible?"
Mo Yue asked cautiously.
Under normal circumstances, such words would be something people avoided mentioning at all costs.
If Ai Lan had heard them at any other time, Mo Yue would likely have received a harsh rebuke.
But after hearing them now, Ai Lan remained expressionless.
"We've already considered that."
"But what does Silver Fist