Amid her anger, Di Wushuang's thoughts raced. Her flowerlike face turned icy as she looked straight at Prince Sangli and said solemnly, "Given your nation's influence, I believe you should know our situation. Our navy has already reached the Marshall Islands and is about to encounter the armies of Canada and the United States in North America. No matter what, we must rendezvous with our navy in time, at any cost. That is also the main reason we raced to leave after accomplishing our objective. We hope your nation will be understanding and open the Teleportation Formation!"
Her words were quite courteous, and she laid out the facts politely. But Di Wushuang stressed "at any cost," making it an unmistakable threat-even war was not out of the question!
Prince Sangli's and High Priest Kaheweichi's faces fell, though they seemed to have anticipated this. Finally, High Priest Kaheweichi rubbed the scepter in his hand and said earnestly, "Naturally, our nation knows your situation in the Pacific Ocean, as well as the purpose and course of the Huan King's journey. However, we have difficulties of our own. We ask the Huan King's understanding! To be frank, this city now has the only international Teleportation Formation serving the northwestern region. Those in every other city have been closed, and even the formations connecting our domestic cities are strictly guarded. With your abilities, Huan King, you should understand why we have taken these measures!"
Seeing the displeasure on the faces of the Huan King and his companions, Prince Sangli could not help offering a hint. "To put it plainly, closing the Teleportation Formations was unavoidable. This is a military decision. Even political and economic considerations must temporarily yield!"
Jian Shang and the others naturally understood Prince Sangli's meaning, which also confirmed their earlier suspicions.