After Luo Jinsong left, Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and began pacing around the room.
He was considering the reaction over at Star Moon Sect.
Da Rong had gathered so many naval forces; it was impossible for Star Moon Sect to have no reaction at all.
"They definitely won't sit and wait for death. Then will they take the initiative to attack this place?"
The first thing Yang Zhengshan thought of was whether Star Moon Sect would launch an attack before the Four Seas Naval Force completed its reorganization and training.
But he quickly shook his head. Attacking the Four Seas Naval Force at a time like this was simply courting death.
That was right—the current Four Seas Naval Force was in great disorder. The naval forces of five guards had gathered together, the camp and harbor were still under construction, most of the officers and soldiers were still drifting at sea, and the situation was extremely poor.
But that did not mean the Four Seas Naval Force had no combat power at all. Don't forget, the Four Seas Naval Force still had the Tenglong Vanguard.
The Tenglong Vanguard was an elite naval force with a complete establishment, ready to be thrown into battle at any time.
So Yang Zhengshan was not afraid of an attack from Star Moon Sect.
"Then what will they do?" Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard, pondering carefully.
Just then, his attendant outside the door suddenly reported, "Marquis, Regional Commander Ning Qi of the Secret Martial Guard's Southern Suppression Division requests an audience outside!"
"Invite him in at once!" Yang Zhengshan hurriedly said.
Marching and fighting could not do without the support of intelligence, not to mention that what he faced now was a naval war, which made sources of intelligence even more necessary.
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