Shi Lang came out of the conference room and came directly to the command center. He sat down on his chair and closed his eyes to enter meditation. He did not pay attention to the faces of the soldiers inside the room. All that mattered to him was to take control of his mind which was on the verge of losing control and defile Minerva on the cold metal table in the conference room.
He sat with his eyes closed for an hour, when he opened his eyes, he mumbled, 'The charm technique is nothing lesser than the Miao people back then.'
Just when he was about to think of some method to deal with this lady, a soldier said, "Sir, there is a report, the Zerg vessels are spotted near our borders. It looks like a small squadron."
Shi Lang raised his eyebrow, the frustration from getting affected by Minerva shall now be vented upon these hostile neighbors. He said, "Who is on patrol duty, inform them and connect them to me."
