Ji Xinghe disagreed and ignored it.
A resigned sigh echoed silently in Li Yuanba's heart; he wanted to tell Ji Xinghe that this might be his last battle for years to come, but the words stuck in his throat.
He thought, Ji Xinghe might already foresee his fate in the coming years, yet still chose not to give him a chance to join the battle. If so, what difference would it make whether he said it or not?
In silence, the two reached their predetermined coordinates, and of the four Prince Mechas simultaneously piloted by Ji Xinghe, only the one he was in remained. The other three had been hidden at locations that would be disclosed to the Federation later.
Whether they could be successfully recovered was a matter of chance.
As two Single Soldier Starships descended from the skies, Li Yuanba glanced at the dust storm obscuring his view, his gaze seeming to pierce through the layers of obstructions, as if seeing the Empire's Transition Base somewhere in the Mountain of Gods.
