Yang Mingzhao said, "I'm ninety percent sure they heard the Imperial command discussing it and jumped to conclusions. The Alliance might do something like that, but the Empire almost certainly wouldn't. They're very keen on physically eliminating the leaders of conquered nations and races, but they'd almost never dress it up with such a high-minded excuse."
That was right. Even when the Galactic Empire exterminated a royal family that had ruled for a thousand years, it used excuses like "defying imperial rule." They made a point of flaunting the conqueror's arrogance.
As a top graduate of the Imperial Medical Academy, Yuchang thought it over and realized that the Empire really did operate that way.
"The Empire's cruelty is actually quite deliberate. Its massacres of the upper classes are meant to erase the conquered regions' cultural identity and historical legacy, break down local power structures, and win favor with the common people." At that, a trace of sympathy crossed Yang Mingzhao's face. "The Cherk royal family is in real danger."
"Isn't that a good thing? Without the royal family holding them back, the people of Cherk can gain the whole world," Yuchang said matter-of-factly. He had no love for royal families or aristocrats. As far as he was concerned, they were all trash that belonged in an incinerator.
Yang Mingzhao felt that while his junior had made a lot of progress, he could still be a little too extreme at times. He considered giving him a lecture, but eventually just shook his head and smiled wryly. "Forget it. Maybe being extreme is a privilege of youth."
"What about President Nikhita...?"
"He's an elected politician who only rose to prominence in this generation. He isn't a member of some ancient royal house, nor is he a local kingpin who's spent years cultivating