Mr. Qi looked at Yu, peerless beneath heaven, then at Yang, whose plans never failed. He didn't quite understand how Earth's "Two Great Generals" had reached a consensus, but since he was a defense minister who knew nothing about military affairs, he decided to take it as good news.
So he, too, gave a kindly smile. "Since you sent a message at a time like this, does that mean you've already escaped?"
Yu Lian smiled and shook his head. "No, I'm still heading for the Gate of Glory. Right now, the Dreadnought Great Kilometer Mori III, belonging to the Gate of Glory fleet, is less than three days away from me. The good news is, she doesn't dare make a move for now."
"..." Mr. Qi decided it was better to stop trying to think about it.
Yang Xiyi seemed to have guessed something. He mused, "Come to think of it, King Sleen's royal territory is near the Gate of Glory, isn't it?"
Teacher Yang's strategic instincts really were rule-level.
"But how are things going on the New Continent?" Yu Lian asked Yang Xiyi in turn, then added the intelligence he'd gotten from the Enbu general. "An elite force like the Enbu Claw Division wasn't sent to Yaochi. Instead, the Empire is recruiting laborers and militia from its vassal states, as if preparing to develop the place. Has it already fallen?"
Mr. Qi and Yang Xiyi exchanged a glance. The former then gave a modest (self-satisfied) smile, as if to say, Finally, there's something you don't know, brat.
"One good news, and one bad news," Yang Xiyi said.
"Don't be so modest. General Yang, your biggest problem is that you're too humble—or, rather, that you're habitually humble. If you had a suspicious leader, they'd only think you were scheming and