When Griss met Yang Ming at the Lord's mansion, his face was dark, and he fought the urge to give Yang Ming the middle finger.

If only he could beat this guy!

"Your Highness Daphne, Captain Griss, please sit down."

Yang Ming made a gesture of invitation, inviting the two to sit on the sofa.

Daphne's maid stepped forward first, scanned the sofa with a simple device, and then Daphne walked forward, nodded to Yang Ming, and gracefully sat down with a sweep of her coat's hem.

Griss rubbed his nose and dared not sit with Her Highness Daphne, so he sidled up to Yang Ming.—There were only two long sofas arranged opposite each other in the living room.

Nearby, 026 served the prepared hot drinks.

"You should give me some face," Griss complained, "You're putting me in a passive position, so many people watching, your gun is almost pointed at my head, am I still your confidant?"

Yang Ming cursed without good grace: "Get lost."

"Alright," Griss moved a sofa stool to sit on the side.

Daphne's pale pink lips slightly parted: "Do you plan to pursue this matter to the end?"

"Of course," Yang Ming replied calmly, "You should have seen the ballistics analysis I sent you; at that time, there were laser beams aimed at you."

"The political impact of this could be significant," Daphne said, "I originally thought, with you dealing with the Central Intelligence Agency of the New Federation, you wouldn't continue to pursue the shelling incident."

"Certainly not."

Yang Ming said:

"The reason I prioritize is because the Central Intelligence Agency succeeded, while those nobles did not.

"But this cannot be treated as an attempted incident; they have already fired and shown the intent to massacre civilians, targeting you.

"I've given the Imperial Military Department two days, but the feedback from the department has been merely resistance. Clearly, the instigators behind this, they also dare not offend... your siblings?"

Daphne's eyelids lowered, her delicate eyelids and long eyelashes making her fair and tender face more alluring.

She said: "I don't want to pursue this, Earl Hanton, can I ask you to drop the investigation?"

"Impossible," Yang Ming decisively refused.

"What benefit does this have for you?" Daphne frowned, "The people aren't even paying attention to the shelling incident."

"Then I'll make them pay attention, I can do that."

Daphne frowned and asked, "Are you trying to threaten those masterminds this way, and then seek benefits for yourself? If they give you what you want, will you give up pursuing it, is that it?"

"If you think of it that way, then I can't be bothered to correct it," Yang Ming shrugged.

His true intentions, of course, couldn't be directly stated.

He had two primary goals, but neither could be directly stated.

The first goal was to cover up the real actions he was about to take, to draw internal attention from the Empire, and if, because of this matter, he could be watched by the entire Empire, it would just happen to cover up the actions of the terminator assassination squad.

The second goal was simpler, which was to disrupt the internal stability of the Empire.

Only if the Empire fell into chaos, could his Wind and Dark Star usher in a second opportunity, a crucial one.

Yang Ming said gently: "I am pursuing the truth, I want to avenge those who tried to harm my people, isn't that what a lord should do?"

Daphne said: "Stubbornness and inflexibility are the most useless traits in politics."

"From the moment I left Emperor Star, I never thought of stepping into this filthy political circle again."

Yang Ming's tone softened:

"Do you want to argue with me, Daphne? I admit, last time I had emotions involved and was a bit rude to you, but now, we're discussing these matters calmly."

"I don't want to argue," Daphne's gaze turned aside, and the maids behind her dared only to lower their heads, not daring to make a sound in front of Yang Ming.

A touch of White Ghost's deterrence.

Daphne asked again: "What would it take for you to let this go?"

"I don't really understand, why should it be about me letting it go?" Yang Ming frowned, "Daphne, you almost became a victim too, the shelling command wasn't issued by me, they might have wanted to kill you too."

Griss laughed: "This part, I can guess what Her Highness is thinking, compromise is the art of politics, after all, Her Highness Daphne has gained great renown over the past year, both domestically and internationally, it's quite normal for some to be envious, she's now thinking of peace so it won't affect her career, and to show her big-picture perspective to the nobility and royal family."

Yang Ming added: "And to trade her situation for greater political interests."

"Earl Hanton! Captain Griss!"

Daphne stood up abruptly, her well-endowed figure causing her coat to tremble slightly.

She glared at Yang Ming: "If you intend to mock me, I can accept it, but please do so after resolving this incident!"

Griss immediately nodded: "You misunderstood, I was only expressing opinions that might not sound pleasing to you."

"He's already contacted you, hasn't he?"

Yang Ming suddenly asked.

Daphne was visibly startled: "Who?"

"One of your brothers... your spiritual power fluctuations responded to me; so-called spiritual power can be understood as various weak waves that occur when the brain is working. In reality, I'm quite sensitive to this."

Yang Ming squinted, smiling, continuing to talk nonsense:

"This is a kind of ability I have kept secret for a long time; as long as I want to differentiate, I can tell who's lying. A society without lies isn't very charming."

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