1808, Meeting with Count Dooku
Tang Xiao smiled as well. "The fact that you didn't draw your sword the moment you saw me is already an honor."
Count Dooku made an inviting gesture and led Tang Xiao toward the hangar platform outside the bridge. "Do you really think I would hold it against you for making peace with Palpatine? Hehehehe, of course not." He laughed heartily.
"Perhaps I truly was furious at the time. I felt that you had abandoned the agreement we once made," he continued. "But before long, I came to understand the Duchy of Dawn's predicament as well. In this war, you have borne far too much attention and pressure. I cannot even imagine what would happen on the day the Galactic Empire broke through your border defenses if you had not made peace. Especially with your incomparably advanced warship technology—if Palpatine obtained it, the consequences would be catastrophic."
"It is truly wonderful that you understand us. Rest assured, Count Dooku, our positions have always been the same. The Galactic Empire will forever be our common enemy." Tang Xiao smiled as he spoke.
He was no longer the political idiot he had once been. Naturally, he understood every hidden implication in Count Dooku's words. At the same time, he would never believe that Count Dooku truly did not care about the separate peace agreement. Once the time was right, Count Dooku would absolutely seek revenge.
And even now, Count Dooku was undoubtedly coveting the mysterious technologies of Dawn Star Planet.
Never forget: even though Tang Xiao had not recorded him in the Book of Sith and made him a true Sith Lord, Count Dooku had long since despaired of the light and utterly fallen to the Dark Side. Deep down, he would never harbor any good intentions.