After that, Mr. Qi swaggered off just like that. The two remaining lieutenant generals had no choice but to hold their noses and discuss how to handle Vice President Yero's upcoming visit.
As I've said, we were all adults, with a basic level of emotional intelligence and professional ethics. Even the nastiest job had to be done properly if there was no way to avoid it.
Lieutenant General Sylvester was apparently genuinely worried that Yu Lian and his disloyal subordinates might somehow make the vice president disappear in some inexplicable cosmic incident, so he hurriedly tried to reassure him. "Don't worry. It's wartime, after all, and we're the commanders on the front lines. We still have a certain amount of prestige in the eyes of the troops. Even if every member of the Commonwealth Glory Party really were an Imperial spy, they wouldn't pick a fight at a time like this. The so-called audit is, when all's said and done, just a formality."
At that, he couldn't help sighing. "As you know, most of the Commonwealth Glory Party's politicians used to be officials in the governor's offices during Imperial rule. Quite a few even have titled ancestors. They're always especially concerned with what they call decorum and etiquette, and they need to feel respected."
"So they really did come to the front lines to throw their weight around?"
Lieutenant General Sylvester nodded, then hurriedly shook his head. "Even Mr. Mao Yuanzuo wouldn't dare throw his weight around in front of you, but the Earth Central Government they represent might be a little less humble toward the troops. We need to give everyone a heads-up."
"I understand what you mean. Don't worry. No matter what, everyone here is a proper Commonwealth serviceman, with sound values and decent emotional intelligence. We'll make