Lin Ming frowned, feeling that it was a little too slow. Ten days was neither long nor short, but the matter of the Black Dragon Emperor left him uneasy. Lan Xinghai gave a bitter smile and explained:
"This is the level of starship technology available to a Primary Cosmic Empire like ours. This is already our fastest speed. Only higher-tier cosmic empires possess faster starship technology."
There was a trace of helplessness in his voice. He wanted faster starships too, but there was nothing he could do about the technological barrier.
He even felt a little envious of those Medium Cosmic Empires. Their starship technology was more than a single level ahead of his empire's.
He stole a glance at A Yales, thinking that if the Galactic Empire were willing to share its technology, they could at least double their starships' speed.
Only higher-tier cosmic empires had that kind of technology? Lin Ming's gaze immediately settled on A Yales. She instantly sensed trouble, feeling like prey in a predator's sights.
Sure enough, Lin Ming spoke a moment later. "Where's your starship? Let me use it."
A Yales's expression instantly darkened. Her attendants were furious as well. This was outright humiliation!
They were people of the Galactic Empire. When had they ever endured such treatment? Someone could not resist trying to speak, only to be silenced by a glare from A Yales.
Her eyes held a warning, as though saying, Keep your mouth shut if you want to live. Her attendants could only suppress their fury, clenching their fists until their knuckles turned white, not daring to make a reckless move.
They knew the man before them would dare to kill even their princess, let alone mere attendants like them. They could only endure the humiliation in silence, inwardly adding it