There was some slight pain from the slap on the face.

…

Seeing Yang Ming come out, several people in the room showed confused expressions.

Gris thought Yang Ming would go in for an hour or two, but he didn't expect it to be over so soon. He smiled and walked to Yang Ming's side, muttering: "You can't do this either, idol."

"Stop imagining things for me. Your Highness the Princess discussed the case with me."

Yang Ming sat back down in his seat slowly, crossed his legs, and stretched out his hand to the side. 026, who was wearing a tube top skirt, immediately stepped forward and sent the latest e-newsletter.

Both Gris and Revell were subconsciously attracted to the gravity field of 026, but they quickly looked away.

White Ghost's personal assistant is indeed unusual.

Gris asked: "So what's the situation now? My boss is asking again, do you want to stand up and help settle public opinion?"

"I am a victim. Should the victim stand up to calm public opinion?"

Yang Ming frowned and asked:

"You tell your boss not to go too far. I dare to go to the Skywrath Fortress for a stroll."

"Okay, then I'll reply that you are in a very bad mood and don't want to deal with these annoying things."

Revell pondered for a few times, walked behind Yang Ming, lowered his head and said in Yang Ming's ear: "Idol..."

"No," Gris frowned, "You also need to learn how to call someone."

"This feels very appropriate," Revell raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and then continued to talk about business, "Although my suggestion may sound a bit harsh to you, I still want to say that we might as well end it with those nobles who committed suicide.

In this matter, the heir to the throne is different from those princes. This is equivalent to a direct collision with the imperial power and the Sherman family."

"It's me, not you."

Yang Ming smiled and said:

"Don't get involved in this matter. If something happens to me this time, or Sakaar is hit in some way, just help me contain the population here."

Revell said: "This is not a big deal, it's just a population of 10 million. My private fleet can move it a few times, and I can also give them the same treatment as the people in my territory. You... I do this

, does it provide you with an escape route and strengthen your idea of ​​​​colliding with them?"

"Yes, but I can express my gratitude to you."

Revel suddenly smiled: "This gratitude will be the best gift in my life so far. I will help you."

Gris frowned slightly.

Good guy, can this promising young earl of the empire be so lickable?

Personality worship is really not necessary.

He was different. He mainly looked at the tens of millions in membership dues and the continuous salary of the vice president, so he showed full respect for White Ghost.

"I have two guest rooms upstairs," Yang Ming said with a smile, "If you two are sleepy, go to sleep. I will continue to wait for news here."

The old man on the side asked: "Earl of Hanton, Your Highness Daphne?"

"She must be thinking about life."

As soon as Yang Ming finished speaking, Daphne had already walked out of the reception room, with a slight smile on her lips, as if nothing had happened, and sat on the sofa opposite Yang Ming.

She glanced at Yang Ming, then lowered her head and stared at the network access terminal.

Time moves forward slowly on the scale created by human civilization.

The new federal CIA has started a rampage mode, setting off a tsunami in the entire empire's network, causing landslides, shelling incidents with nobles, and hundreds of classic cases of nobles insulting civilians involving most administrative stars, tearing apart the empire.

The delicate and fragile self-esteem of the people.

The Imperial Military Intelligence Agency and the Council of Elders have begun to shut down some servers and cut off the network between planets.

The effect of this move was completely negative, and it became direct proof of the guilty conscience of the imperial officials.

The CIA has infiltrated the empire for hundreds of years. Now they seized the opportunity and captured many hidden intelligence officers and spies.

The people were guided;

The people are thinking;

The people are constantly waiting, just like the hot magma under the earth's crust is looking for an upward gap, and the people's gathered anger is looking for a way to vent.

Some people began to call for the white ghost to stand up and seek justice for the civilian class.

Yang Ming remained silent, turning a deaf ear to more and more calls.

Because the territory of the empire is so large, the time zones of the main human gathering areas of each administrative star are different. Late night in the main cities of Sakaar Star is like daytime in the prosperous areas of many planets.

The parade intensified, and the collision between the people and the local security forces became more intense.

Yang Ming kept receiving messages from Lu.

The New Federation CIA has mobilized almost all forces within the empire. At the same time, the intelligence departments of the leading powers in the galaxy, such as the Guel Alliance and the United States of Free Republic, are operating at full speed. Some people with abnormal behavior have appeared in all major cities within the empire.

team.

The tsunami of public opinion has arrived.

There is still no sign of activation of the empire-wide defense system.

There are only a few ways left to restore calm to public opinion.

Or, the emperor gives a public speech and severely punishes the person behind it.

Or, the white ghost will stand up and find a channel for public dissatisfaction.

In the palace.

The old emperor looked at his son standing with his head bowed in front of him with a smile, and asked slowly: "Gehari, did you do it?"

The second-in-line heir to the throne, Prince Gehari, who lives in the palace all year round and has the right to enter and exit the Emperor's Star on his own - this middle-aged man who looks 70% similar to the old emperor, has a bit of hesitation in his eyes, and looks low.

Vocal:

"Father, please believe me. It is impossible for me to attack Daphne. She is the sister I watched grow up."

The old emperor closed his eyes and took a breath, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He suddenly waved his hand with some boredom and said calmly: "In this case, I will give you a task. Go and bring Daphne back. There is some chaos outside the Emperor Star. Don't let her be frightened."

"Yes, father."

Gehari was hesitant to speak.

To pick up Daphne, that means going to Sakaar.

He looked up and saw the sneer on his father's lips.

At this moment, Gehari didn't think too much, lowered his head, took two steps back, turned around and left quickly.

"Why did I give birth to such a fool?" the old emperor asked with a frown.

The maids on the side all bowed their heads, not knowing how to answer at all.
Chapter completed!