At this moment, Arden Lyn wore a black combat suit. Even her mechanical right arm had been painted black, with a white Galactic Empire emblem spray-painted on it, gleaming with an icy sheen.
She saluted Palpatine meticulously and said, "Marshal Zaarin's research is of vital importance. I am personally stationed here to ensure that the remnants of the Jedi Order and spies from the Kingdom of Dawn cannot cause any damage."
Palpatine abruptly opened his eyes, a dangerous gleam radiating from his golden pupils. He bared his teeth and said coldly, "Since when did you become so proactive, Arden Lyn?"
Arden Lyn replied evenly, "You know what I want. Since you can accomplish that goal, I will naturally serve you with all my heart. I hope you do not break your promise."
"Hehehehe... You have done very well, Arden Lyn. You will get what you desire! Your husband Xendor, who died more than twenty thousand years ago—his soul still wanders in the river of the Force. Once I find him, I naturally have the power to summon his soul forth." Palpatine let out a strange laugh.
"My power shall be at your command." Arden Lyn dropped to one knee, expressing her loyalty with great respect.
"This way, Your Majesty. I have prepared a very intuitive presentation on the bridge. Before attending the live test, it will allow you to understand all the results of our work this time." Demetrius Zaarin came before Palpatine and saluted.
Palpatine glanced at him. Through Force sense, he detected no dangerous aura whatsoever. Like everyone else, he had never believed that this famously honest man could pose any threat.
More importantly, the twelve Imperial Marshals—even including the thirteenth candidate in his mind—were all people who could only gain the greatest benefits by relying on the