Then, the bridge of the Fuxi fell into an indescribable silence.
Yu Lian had to admit that this turn of events was well beyond his expectations. He reckoned that even the white-haired fox lady who had absorbed the essence of the Time-Eyed Fish and mastered precognition wouldn't have expected a marshal, one of the most important leaders of a nation, to stoop to taking hostages.
And this was an official diplomatic occasion, no less! Every move made by everyone present had a bearing on their countries' diplomatic credibility.
After all, this was no longer an age of unchecked expansion. The Galactic Civilization Council and international law existed because the nations all recognized the importance of order and were willing to play by the rules at the same table. There were certainly those who wanted to flip the table, but anyone who did would pay the price.
Even the Empire and the Alliance would have a hard time bearing the cost of flipping the table, let alone a minor state like the Turanck Coordinated Ministry. Besides, this was completely at odds with the Tuhans' usual laid-back temperament!
More importantly, had they really paid such a price just to take General Feragu hostage?
Did the Tuhans honestly believe that General Feragu's life could force the officers and crew of the task force to lay down their weapons? Come on. Even setting aside whether the general was really so popular, this was the military!
Everyone was stunned for a brief moment. The Tuhans across from them, however, had clearly been prepared for this. They quickly formed a ring around the marshal and his hostage, keeping them at the center.
Marshal Tanbo's arm was slender but strong, and he kept it clamped around the general's neck. A vivid expression of sorrow appeared on his