The big shots aboard the Scarlet Throne had naturally watched everything unfold from start to finish. These battle-hardened elite crew members had seen footage of top-tier psychics in combat many times before, but everything that had happened today still kept challenging their common sense and worldview.
Fortunately, thanks to Ina's earlier warning—"No kneeling"—their knees hadn't gone weak this time.
First Officer Kong pressed his temples, desperately searching through his meager knowledge of the occult. "...So, Perfected Lan and Duke Sudulan must have dragged the enemy into another subspace, right? I heard that when supreme masters duel, they always find somewhere quiet so they don't accidentally hurt us mortals."
Ina nodded and fell silent in thought. She had pushed her perception to its limits. As a "Starhunter," that was one of her strengths.
But perhaps it was because of the distance, or perhaps that big shot had used some unfathomably sophisticated technique. No matter how she looked, she found nothing.
"There's nothing we can do. We just have to wait," Gan Jiang consoled her. "When we were first learning, Master told us not to covet powers beyond our understanding!"
Mo Ye added, "But we mustn't let great power erode our minds, either."
"Right. Master learned from Grandmaster, and he never spoke in absolutes. You can interpret his words however you like."
"Still, looking at things now, Grandmaster and his nemesis probably won't settle their score anytime soon. Are we really just going to sit around? Should we lead a landing party and go help Little Martial Uncle?"
A flicker of hesitation crossed Ina's face, but she still spoke with conviction. "Before the captain left, he ordered us to stand by here. He must have a plan of his own! You saw how strong those robots were just now. We can't even