Although the Musayan warships did not dare enter the Insect Race's defensive perimeter directly, they frequently harassed its outskirts.
They simply refused to enter the traps that had been laid, as though they could detect them.
Every time they seemed about to enter a trap, they vanished in a flash.
What left Zhang Fan most speechless was this race's bizarre logic. They kept sending signals to the Insect Race, saying that if half was out of the question, a third would do.
In short, if they wanted something, you had to give it to them. If they could not win a fight, they ran, since you could not catch them anyway, throwing in mockery and taunts for good measure.
Zhang Fan had a good temper, but not good enough to endure such provocation. Yet their warships were genuinely fast-so fast that by the time the Insect Race reached the combat zone, all they could see were the flames trailing from the ships' sterns.
The endless pursuit, day and night, was getting on Zhang Fan's nerves. In the command hall, he said, "I've had enough. Give them Titan."
Everyone immediately objected, but Zhang Fan smiled. "Give it to them. They can't take it away anyway. Once they settle down, we'll send a fleet to surround Titan."
Nexis smiled. "Lure them into the trap, then. I'll gather the records on Titan, and then we'll let them go to Titan Star."
Zhang Fan smiled. "What records do we even have? They probably wouldn't want them even if we offered them. By the time you've cleaned Titan out, they might have wandered off already."
"Relay my orders. Apart from the Giant Armored Dragon Bugs, which are to remain hidden, all warships are to abandon Titan and withdraw behind the second defensive line."
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