"Yes," Reimer nodded in reply, "Ever since the Asirens was hijacked, we have been communicating with the hijackers, asking them to release Mr. Mu Lansi and surrender the Asirens, but with little effectiveness."
"If we request contact with them on the pretext of bringing down the Asirens, wouldn't they be more than willing to communicate with us?" asked Cheng Ziang.
"Indeed, but," Reimer hesitated briefly before continuing, "if we keep cornering them, there's a high chance they'll become desperate and act rashly, which could endanger Mr. Mu Lansi."
Having said that, it was hard not to notice Reimer's impressive command of idiomatic Chinese expressions and honorifics in front of everyone.
"In other words, once we rescue Mu Lansi, they'd lose their crutches and inevitably surrender since the rescue of Mu Lansi signifies that our air fleet could launch an attack against the Asirens directly, correct?" Cheng Ziang asked, clapping his hands.
