What is this Old Emperor talking about?
Yang Ming was feeling a bit headache as he shrank into the sofa in the captain's lounge, watching the live broadcast of the Old Emperor with frustration.
He felt like he was taking on risks for nothing, just to help this old guy stabilize the broadcast signal.
The Intelligent Machine Old Emperor kept chanting about sovereignty and the sacred and inviolable territory of the Empire, but deep down, it was all about the supremacy of royal power.
He was just short of saying "divine right of kings" and "mandate of heaven."
Just mentioning national security or citizen happiness, or even talking about the Wind people, Wind soul, or Wind not being underlings, would be a hundred times more effective than this dull and boring speech!
"Lyu!"
"Boss."
"Cut off his broadcast for me!"
Yang Ming cursed harshly, feeling a bit like he hated iron for not becoming steel.
