Ji Xinghe was not wearing mecha, even though he really needed the Champion Marquis at this moment. He was a general, the commander of the Independent Group.
"Ji Rongxinyue, wear the mecha!"
His voice was loud, and there was an artificial forcefulness to it, spoken with a commanding tone.
Of course, Ji Rongxinyue couldn't wear the mecha, just like Ji Xinghe didn't want to wear it, but she didn't know how to respond, so she resisted by silently staring, much like many children face their strict grandfathers.
"My lord!" Star Moon was furious: "Have you really gone senile? Why are you pulling this cliché at a time like this!"
She was genuinely angry; speaking to Ji Xinghe in such a manner, but her fury represented the only rationality among the three at this moment.
The Empire did not intercept their rendezvous, but that didn't mean the Empire had lost the power to deal with them because of the Federation's ground offensive or the two tremors they caused.
