In the vast starry sky, a small fleet was streaking across the dark expanse at high speed.
Jia Yan and Tian Tesu were locked in discussion.
"We can't go back to Tianhe Force. The BeiTuan Faction is trouble we can't afford to provoke. If we return to Tianhe Force, it will spell problems for our forces."
Tian Tesu analyzed the situation for Jia Yan.
"But flying like this endlessly isn't a solution either. Our target is too conspicuous, and the opposing force knows this starfield like the back of their hand—they are adept trackers here. What should we do?"
Jia Yan listened to Tian Tesu as he pondered ways to resolve the crisis, his own mind racing with thoughts.
Had Jia Yan known the enemy had such a powerful background during the previous battle, he might not have engaged at all. But now that the battle had already been fought, he wasn't one to regret his choices.
