Song Zining’s attention for the Nineteenth Princess shifted away as he focused on arguing with Qianye. Noticing that she had been forgotten, the princess began to listen intently, but how much she had absorbed was evident from her drooping lashes and bewildered expression.

Finally, Song Zining pounced over and grabbed Qianye by the neck. “Enough! Let’s go down together! The role of Martyr’s Palace is to guard the aerial passage. Our mission on the continent is to defend the outpost until we rendezvous with the main forces, not to escape.”

Qianye found that the argument made sense. The Martyr’s Palace was there as a deterrent and to prevent the aerial pathways from being locked down. They didn’t have a complete fleet despite the accompanying corvettes—it was fine as an ambush force, but fighting an enemy fleet on its own would be a struggle. Cutting off Evernight’s retreat and fighting their reinforcements was the Imperial Guard’s duty anyway.

Their squad’s next duty was mainly on the ground, uprooting the enemy’s strategic strongholds and scattering their defensive line. They would then rendezvous with Zhao Jundu’s central army and push their area of control outward. Only then would they gain control over the void continent. It was probably too early to divide the forces between the two at this point.

Seeing Qianye nod, Song Zining said with a smile, “Princess, you’ve had to endure the long journey here. Why not go freshen up and rest?”

The Nineteenth Princess...