Chapter 415
"The purpose of calling everyone here today is to explain to everyone that the matter is not that complicated. It's just a small freshman competition, and it can't compare to the loss of the Eighth Fleet in the fierce battle of Laniakea."
The eyes of the old marshal were full of oppression, "The empire has been peaceful for too long, is it so long that even the soldiers are afraid of death?" His voice suddenly increased,
Everyone stood up at the same time, bowed and said: "We are never afraid of death."
The old marshal finally showed a hint of satisfaction, and quietly let out a sigh of relief.
When the meeting was finally over, the old marshal invited Fu Xing and others to his office alone.
The adjutant served tea to several people in the office respectfully, and then took the door and left.
Fuxing and the others sat peacefully on the adult sofa, sipping tea, or looking at the office, but none of them took the initiative to speak.
The old marshal knew that they were still angry.
Blaming myself for years of inaction.
This made the old marshal startled, and suddenly realized that the reason why everyone in the Bauhinia stop was so easily perfunctory just now was not that everyone's emotions were appeased, but the result was just the opposite.
Everyone is completely disappointed in themselves.
Knowing that it’s useless to say more, that’s why I suddenly stopped.
Are you really old?
I am not ambitious, I just want the empire to be peaceful forever.
He has worked so hard to balance the relationship between all parties, did he do something wrong?
Seeing the despondency suddenly emanating from the old marshal, several people looked at each other, Joshua and Xia Zeming's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable.
They knew that the old marshal really gave everything for the Galactic Empire, and no one wanted the Empire better than him.
Fu Xing let out a cold snort that broke the calmness, and also made the trace of unbearable in Joshua and Xia Zeming's hearts completely disappear.
The old marshal looked at Fu Xing with a hint of blame in his eyes.
"Major General Fuxing."
He shouted in dissatisfaction, "What do you mean?"
"Marshal." Fu Xing owed his body, and conveniently excused the top two buttons of his military uniform, "Forgive me for offending, but I am not only the Major General of Fu Xing of the Galactic Empire, but also the Duke of Fu Xing of the Immorais Galaxy, I am responsible for my people and vassals."
The old marshal's face became more and more ugly. He didn't expect Fuxing to dare to openly refute his face.
"You shouldn't be trying to whitewash the peace at this time. If you continue to play the emotional card, it will consume our respect for you again and again."
Fu Xing could see clearly that the old marshal had once again taken advantage of Xia Zeming and Joshua's respect for him since he came in.
"What's more, it's useless even if Joshua and General Xia Zeming softened their hearts and gave in. Neither of them inherited the title, and the old duke in his family kept his word. One of them has already handed over the management of the fief for the sake of the Elbert Military Academy. Son, the transition of power within the family has been completed."
"Ahem..."
Joshua and Xia Zeming coughed uncomfortably.
The others hold back their laughter.
I didn't expect that Fu Xing, who has always been cold and unsmooth, would have such a poisonous mouth.
"Fu Xing, I know that your wife is also on Helheim, and you are worried about her comfort, that's why you are like this."
"No! I'm not worried about her." Fuxing said directly without mercy.
The old marshal was very embarrassed.
"It's not as good as this." Someone finally stood up to smooth things over, and wanted to end the meeting as soon as possible. They were all left in the marshal's office, and outsiders could not contact them, making accidents more likely.
(end of this chapter)