Lyu also said, "Indeed, if we leave now, all our previous investment will be wasted. When the Luofeng Empire enters a rapid growth phase in the future, we will also need forces within the Empire to help Luofeng maneuver."
"Saka must go, the territory must be taken, I am thinking of relying on this planet to develop my third force within the Empire, to make it big and strong!"
Yang Ming patted the edge of the sand table, his gaze revealing a hint of ruthlessness.
"Let's start with this Prince, I'll pay attention to handling it properly, and try not to startle the old man too much."
Lyu seriously reminded, "Boss, we don't have the Emperor's backing now."
"Isn't it enough to have our own backbone without needing their support?"
Yang Ming smiled confidently,
"026, help me prepare several sets of women's underwear, they need to be new."
"Lyu, do we have spy drones on the East Wind?"
"The kind we used before, which can infiltrate the ship. I need us to take control of that battleship."
"We have some, not many, they're our own prototypes," Lyu nodded slightly, "If it's only targeting one battleship, it should barely be enough."
Yang Ming squinted with a smile, turned his head to search in the corner, and quickly spotted his White Ghost special battle robe.
Prince Kinov was wearing a white formal suit, leaning on a civilized cane carved with intricate patterns, quietly sitting on a double sofa.
Behind him stood a row of strong uniformed men and women. These were transformed people, the result of transformation experiments he conducted through some methods and connections with the death warriors he had cultivated from a young age.
He was already over a hundred years old, but in his own eyes, he was still in his prime.
As a result, he paid great attention to maintaining himself. His face had few wrinkles, his body was fairly robust, and traces of various technological means of extending human life could be found on him.
According to the opinion of his medical team, he could live to at least 180 years.
Prince Kinov gently sighed and turned his head to ask, "Is everything ready?"
Immediately, a middle-aged man stepped forward and bowed his head,
"Rest assured, sir, everything is arranged. As soon as the White Ghost shows up, two Vicounts, driven by blood feuds in their families, will lose their minds and order the battleship to attack with full firepower."
"Operators on two battleships have also been set up as our people, the Military Department can't block two cannon attacks on the Star Patrol Ship of the White Ghost."
Prince Kinov nodded, a trace of anger seeping from his gaze.
"No one can humiliate the Sherman family in the Sherman Empire. Today, I will avenge my brother, Vinoss!"
"But, sir," the middle-aged man murmured, "I heard that Director Eno advised not to lay a hand on the White Ghost."
"Hmph, although he is my uncle, what can a research institute director do?" Prince Kinov said coldly, "The Emperor has already despised the White Ghost, and that alone can put him to death."
"But sir, I heard that Director Eno has close ties with many princes and dukes, he seems to be one of the hidden power holders of the Sherman family..."
Prince Kinov turned to look at his subordinate, puzzled, "Are you a member of the Sherman family? Or am I a member of the Sherman family?"
"If Uncle Eno is some hidden power holder, why have I not felt his authority all these years?"
Prince Kinov snorted,
"Stop chasing shadows, whoever becomes the Emperor is the head of the Sherman family. We brothers of the Emperor were only a step away from the throne back then!"
"Yes, yes, it was my naivety."
Two maids in narrow long skirts rushed over, bowed and inquired, "Prince, Count Revelle from the Rasoga family has requested communication."
"Revelle?" Kinov said, "The young man favored by the Emperor? I do remember him, quite handsome, with a nice butt."
The middle-aged man immediately said, "I heard that Revelle is close with the White Ghost, maybe he's here to plead with you."
"Hearsay, hearsay, can you get some confirmed intelligence!" Thɪs chapter is updated by N()velFire.net
Prince Kinov struck the civilized cane in his hand with force.
The middle-aged man could only smile sheepishly.
He was simply very focused on the accuracy of language.
A strong beam of light flashed past outside the porthole, two transformed people turned to look, and found no anomaly.
The shallow protective shield equipped on the ship had a slight irregularity, but several technicians on the ship were on the other side drinking coffee and chatting, laughing about the latest entertainment gossip, not seeing the indicator light that flashed on for a short moment.
Outside the ship, Yang Ming held onto a hatch, skillfully opened the protective switch of the external deck maintenance port, detached a more than 20 cm thick alloy plate, revealing a sensor inside, and pulled down this eyeball-sized integrated sensor.
——In the past, Hanton hadn't committed this kind of act once or twice on Kigrov's ship.
He opened a small bag he carried on his waist and poured ant-sized spy drones into the opening near the sensor.
The drones swarmed inside like flowing water.
Next, it was about waiting a few minutes.
Yang Ming lay on the deck groove, the exoskeleton Mecha automatically adjusted to the same color scheme as the ship.
Lyu's alert came through the headset.
The strong light just now had attracted the attention of several ships, and they were tracing the source and location of the light.
Fortunately, these ships were the old, weak, sick, and disabled kind, many ships had only the main cannon functional, so Yang Ming and the East Wind had not yet been exposed.