Song Xia knew that Roger wanted her to choose the First Legion. If she really followed Roger's wishes and confronted Ling Chengrong head-on, she could completely clear herself of suspicion even if her and her son's identities were exposed in the future. But in the end, she did not.
"Go to the Third Legion. Although the First Legion is not as strong as before, Ling Chengrong's own strength is still not to be underestimated. Moreover, no one knows what the Zerg's secret treasure is. At present, attacking the Third Legion is the safest option. The Third Legion is controlled by the Church, which is the richest power in the Federation. If we still have the strength after attacking the Third Legion, we can then pick up the scraps."
With Song Xia saying this, Song Ye and Nikas naturally had no objections, and the group quickly left Mist Star.
On the other hand, Pav, Song Xia's strongest opponent this time, directly provoked the First Legion. The strength of the Fog Sea Pirates made him mistakenly believe that he now had the strength to fight Ling Chengrong.
"Rogge is testing this."
"What?" Song Ye and Nikas both looked at her.
Song Xia continued with a deep look in her eyes, "Rogge is testing whether we have the strength to fight the Federation head-on."
The two realized that this made perfect sense; so that's how it is!
"Master, it seems that the commander and you have the same goal."
Song Xia shook her head: "I'm not sure. Rogge's attitude has always been ambiguous. He says he wants to crush the Federation and establish a new regime, but he never cares about the lives of ordinary people. If not, his current orders don't seem like he's just the leader of a pirate crew."
“Master,” Nikas said softly, “the commander’s prestige within the company is far greater than that of an ordinary deputy commander. Will we be able to surpass the commander and establish a new regime in the future?”
Song Ye looked at her with concern, but Song Xia smiled easily: "If it can be established, then it will be established; if it can't, then it's okay. At least we have given the people in the group the right to choose another way of life, and things will only get better in the future."
“Perhaps in the future we may also be like the Federation, with people divided and power fragmented.” Nikas’s tone was reluctant, after all, he had grown up in the crew since he was a child, and he hoped that the entire pirate crew would remain as one.
Song Xia comforted him, saying, "Nicas, you must understand one thing: no matter how powerful a person in power is, when the star field they control is wider and the population is larger, power will inevitably be dispersed. What is united for a long time will eventually divide, and what is divided for a long time will eventually unite. This principle will always hold true."
"I know, but I feel a little reluctant and regretful."
Song Ye put his arm around Nikas's shoulder and said something unusually comforting: "Nikas, you still have us."
Nikas laughed heartily: "Of course, so we must win this battle. Only by winning will we have more options."
Several spaceships flew out of the Mist Star in a grand procession, heading straight for the location of the Third Legion.
Meanwhile, Ling Chengrong had also laid numerous traps on the Zerg's homeworld, waiting for the pirate crew to come and die.
Ling Chengrong's gaze was deep and unfathomable. He knew that in recent years, due to the discussions and the church's deliberate targeting and exaggeration, the First Legion's prestige in the Federation had been weakening. That's why he couldn't afford to lose this battle. Not only could he not lose, but he had to win decisively. Did they really think that the First Marshal's reputation was so easily trampled on? Did even a mere pirate dare to provoke him?
Ling Wenbang walked in, somewhat nervously and expectantly: "Father, everything is prepared as you instructed."
"Um."
"Father, if we can severely damage the Fog Sea Pirates this time, we might be able to find out their core information. I wonder if we can find out about Aunt Song and my little brother."
"Wenbang, so many years have passed, it's meaningless now, there's no need to dwell on it too much."
Ling Wenbang frowned in disapproval: "Father, are you really going to just give up like this?"
What's the point of not letting go?
“But you haven’t let go of Mother’s hatred back then. If you hadn’t, my little brother wouldn’t have fallen into the hands of pirates again. Father, why do you expect me to do what you yourself couldn’t do? Or is it that…” He took a deep breath, “or is it that neither Aunt Song nor my little brother are as important to you as Mother, who has already passed away?”
Ling Chengrong's expression was grim: "Wenbang..."
Ling Wenbang shook his head: "Father, I didn't mean that Mother is unimportant, but at least you can't be too biased. Aunt Song is a really good person, and my little brother is really innocent. You haven't even personally taught him."
Ling Chengrong didn't want to discuss the topic anymore and left directly.
Ling Wenbang added from the back, "Father, no matter how much time has passed, I will not give up searching for Aunt Song and my little brother. I will do my best in this confrontation."
Ling Chengrong locked himself in his office, opened a drawer, and inside was a family photo of himself, Wen Bang, Wen Ying, Song Xia, and Wen Ye, as well as a portrait of Wen Bang and Wen Ying's biological mother behind them.
This photo was taken when Wenye was one year old. Song Xia pulled him to take the picture, and seemingly afraid that he would disagree, she also asked Wenbang and Wenying to act as intermediaries, and offered to include the portrait of the two children's mother in the photo as well.
In the photo, Song Xia smiled so gently, and her youngest son, Wenye, looked so innocent, holding an orange in his little hand. After the photo was taken, he even handed it to her to eat. But he left home directly, citing his busy work schedule.
He would never forget the disbelief in his youngest son's eyes on the day he abandoned him. This image had haunted him in the middle of the night for years, and he knew he had been wrong.
If he could do it all over again, he would definitely do his best to be with his youngest son after he was born, and he would definitely rescue him in time when he was in danger, instead of repeatedly disappointing him. Ye'er was so young when he went missing. If he were still alive now, would he still remember his father?
Wenbang and Wenying are right. I was too biased and I really let Song Xia and Wenye down.
"Master, what's wrong?" The closer they got to the Federation, the more silent his master became, and he couldn't help but ask with concern.
"It's nothing, I was just thinking about some things from the past. Ye'er, do you remember what happened before we came to Fog Star?"
Song Ye shook his head: "I don't remember. The pirates at the orphanage said I was drugged, and they've never mentioned where I came from to be brought to Mist Star over the years. Why is Master asking this?"
"I'm just feeling a bit sentimental. Your master's son is about the same age as you. I wanted to ask you what you think. If your family comes looking for you, would you be willing to acknowledge them?"
"They probably don't want to."
Song Xia felt a pang of pain in her heart: "Why?"
"Because I have a feeling that I was abandoned by my family. But Master's child is different. If that child knew that it was a mother like Master who had been searching for him, he would definitely be willing to return to Master's side."
"I see." Song Xia didn't know how to feel. Actually, she was surrounded by her people now, and she could tell Ye'er the truth, but after hesitating again and again, she still didn't dare to. She decided to wait a little longer, although she didn't know what she was waiting for.
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