Yang Xiyi understood what the three of them meant, of course. That was exactly why he had insisted on inviting these three "masters" to this little meeting. In this era, the only thing that could counter the occult was the occult.
Now, it had been proven that his judgment was right. If these three hadn't come, who would have thought that the esteemed commander of the Starrealm Knights, Duke Sadoran, who had seemingly vanished before the Battle of the Dawn Starfield even began, had been hiding silently in this fortress all along?
Could he be meditating on the great Dao of Heaven and Man in this starry sky, far from the Galactic heartland and "renovated" by the Enlighteners?
Heh. He really didn't understand how these psychics operated.
By now, he was completely certain of his suspicions, yet, inexplicably, he felt a bone-chilling cold in the temperature-controlled room.
He smiled. "I've prepared a plan for a surprise attack, but I don't expect it to accomplish much. It's a tactic that only works on fools, after all. Besides, we're trying to find a complete star map of this fortress, and the other side should be doing the same. We're preparing a sneak attack, but do you think the Empire isn't? In a situation like this, who could really find an opening? If things reach a point where there's no other choice, we'll have to take everything to the extreme. Only then might we catch our opponent off guard."
The three psychics exchanged glances.
Natalia Elienko clicked her tongue in wonder. "So it really is you tacticians and strategists who are the sneaky ones. I have no idea what you're planning, but I can already feel how sneaky it is!"
Sonny Grant said gravely, "But, General Yang, whatever your plan is, we can