Yu Lian parted his lips slightly, but for a moment, nothing came out.
He suddenly realized that the other man had a point. A few rebellious workers really were a minor matter. They had only occupied a construction site, not a densely populated city, which made it even less of a problem.
The real problem wasn't the revolt itself, but whether the rebels might cause even more trouble.
Thanks to investments from the Alliance and Red Star, New Jade Gate was undergoing a massive construction boom, employing a large number of Sandfolk. These natives of the planet were finally getting a taste of what it meant to enter modern society. But it was worth remembering that just a few years ago, hundreds of thousands of Sandfolk had shed their blood outside Tulong.
One wrong move, and the whole thing could become a spark that set off a powder keg.
If it had happened in peacetime, then so be it. With the Sandfolk's current strength, it was almost impossible for them to gather a million troops and besiege Tulong again as they had a few years ago. Given the Commonwealth's current investments and forces on New Jade Gate, putting down the revolt would be easy.
But these were troubled times.
Yu Lian's face darkened as he stared into the dead fish eyes hidden behind Akina Yama Hachiman's glasses. "Two hours?"
"Two hours," Akina Yama Hachiman repeated. Still, he pushed his glasses up and said without changing expression, "Actually, that was just a figure of speech. In any case, it'll be over by the time you arrive. If it isn't, I'm willing to face court-martial."
"I heard you," Yu Lian said coldly.
After ending the call, Yu Lian thought for a moment, then contacted an old comrade who was still in Tulong.