Compared to the cold, dead, murderous vacuum of the cosmos, this place was practically paradise.
The two stood side by side atop a towering peak, gazing down at the Clouds Rolling and Unrolling below and the magnificent landscape.
After a long silence, Caesar was the first to speak, breaking the tranquility.
"Qin Feng, what are your thoughts on this alliance we've just formed?"
He turned his head to the side.
"Fragile."
Qin Feng's reply was simple, direct, and hit the nail on the head.
His gaze fixed on the distant horizon as he spoke in a steady voice, "This so-called alliance is nothing more than a temporary construct. You and I only managed to cobble it together by leveraging the personal prestige we gained from that last battle and by promising the heavy spoils of conquering other systems and plundering their resources.
Its foundation is not stable."
