The office in Mengsk is not too big. In fact, for a man standing at the top of the pyramid of power, this office is somewhat small and surprising. Once in CG, Yang Yi saw the appearance of this office. Facing the door was a wall covered with a monitor, in front of which there was a table and a chair. Mengsk himself sat in this chair and looked at the screen on the wall with his back to them. There was no obstacle between Monsk and them, only a polished floor. The room is flanked by floor-to-ceiling windows that offer a view of almost the entire Augustgrad.

"Führer, I've already brought the people." Nova's voice was so flat that she couldn't hear the slightest emotion, and there was no respect or fear at all.

"Well, you go out first, there's nothing to do with you here." Mengsk did not turn around, but simply raised his hand and motioned for her to leave.

Nova didn't linger any longer, and immediately turned away from the place, without even looking at them.

Christina had been quiet as if she didn't exist since she entered the palace, and she didn't say anything until the door of the office behind her closed, just silently followed Yang Yi's side.

Black Rose was always frowning, and after Nova left, she leaned directly against the wall next to the door. After touching the clothes on his body, he patted his head with some annoyance, and then looked at Mengsk with his hands on his chest.

"What the hell is the matter with us...... Monarch. ”

Yang Yi didn't want to interfere with Mengsk so meaninglessly, so he asked directly.

"You really don't have any patience, young man." Mengsk's voice was old and deep, "And when you come to someone else's territory, don't you even know how to say hello to your master?" Even if it's just to sit down and have a cup of coffee? ”

"Just passing by, I'll leave when I'm done. Don't bother you to see me in person. Yang Yi couldn't figure out what the old emperor was planning to do, so he could only answer one sentence, "If you really want to find me, please explain as soon as possible, I still have very important things to do." ”

"You're always so impatient." Mengsk's head seemed to move, but Yang Yi couldn't tell whether he was nodding or shaking his head.

"Patience is reserved for those in need."

"That's fine." For the first time, Mengsk stood up and slowly turned to them. As a result, this turn didn't matter, startling all three people present - one side of Mengsk's familiar old face was almost covered with scars. No, not a scar exactly, but a grotesque, uncomfortable scar from the fire, as if the skin had been burned away, leaving only twitching, shriveled bare facial muscles. The eyes of the three men were almost wide, and Christina even covered her gaping mouth with her hand and looked at the Imperial Führer with disbelief.

"Seeing your expressions like this, I don't know whether to be happy or unhappy." Mengsk walked slowly towards them, holding two wine glasses in his hands, "I respect you, Commander Yang Yi." When he walked up to him, Mengsk handed him one of the cups.

Mengsk was a little taller than Yang Yi, and when he walked in front of him, Yang Yi almost felt a feeling that Mengsk had almost shrouded his entire body in shadows.

He did not immediately reach for the wine, but hesitantly looked at the left side of the frightening Monsk.

"Just a boring assassination. It won't affect me and my empire. Mengsk noticed their eyes, and replied in a flat tone, "It doesn't affect the normal communication between us." But it was obvious that Mengsk's twitching facial muscles were extremely noticeable every time he spoke.

"As far as I know, the Empire's medical technology shouldn't be so backward that it can't even repair the face, right?"

"I prefer to stay the way it is, to remind myself and my subordinates that the things in this world that need to worry about me are far from gone." Mengsk shook his head, "Cruise took care of it for me, but sometimes this half of my face still hurts, and such a reminder is far more useful than a thousand memos." ”

"A subordinate who doesn't make it? This kind of evaluation will make your subordinates sad. Yang Yi took the wine glass and asked in surprise, "As far as I know, Nova and Warfield are doing a good job, right?" ”

"Hmph, Warfield is an old guy who clings to his one-third of an acre." Speaking of this issue, Mengsk's expression also seemed to become gloomy, "He and his gang of old stubbornness, stubbornly guarding their own one-third of an acre of land, refusing to accept the arrival of a new era." If it weren't for Kerrigan...... As for Nova, she's not my person at all. Let her help destroy the ghosts, and the rest ......"

Mengsk shook his head, turned to his glass, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"My subordinates are a bunch of idiots. Sometimes I really envy you, Captain Yang. Believe it or not, I also hope that there will be a group of subordinates who can really listen to me, instead of a bunch of people who only know how to intrigue, suspicion of each other, and cheating. Complaining all day long about this dissatisfaction, that unhappiness. The Empire's current predicament is all due to these idiots. ”

"You have a really high opinion of the people under you, so why don't you replace them?" Yang Yi held his wine glass and walked behind Mengsk, but he was one position behind Mengsk.

"Who can replace them but them?" Mengsk looked at Augustegrad in the distance and answered his question with a bland rhetorical question.

"There are tens of billions of people in the empire, isn't it easy to find someone who can replace them?"

"It's easy to find a replacement. The question is, how do you make sure that this new group of people will be different from the previous ones? And how do you make sure they don't create new problems? Mengsk took a sip of the wine in the quilt from his glass, and there seemed to be an inexplicable color in his eyes, "It took the empire five years to select these people to run the empire, and who can guarantee that these new people will do a better job than them?" I am now familiar with their working habits and methods, know how to control them, and know what their weaknesses and handles are. But if a new group of people comes up, I will have to get acquainted with them again, get used to them again, and who can guarantee that the empire will not fall into chaos during this interval? ”

"I hope my answer will calm your mind, Commander Yang, and calm that restless heart about politics and government. My squire has given me information about your past life on Keha, and I hope that the gossip on the civilian Internet will not affect the conversation between us, and that the administration of the Empire is no child's play, and that my words and this glass of wine will calm your restless mind. With that, Mengsk raised his glass and gestured to him.

"Well, thank you." He didn't hesitate to salute Mengsk, and then raised his head and drank it down.

"You actually drank it." There was a hint of surprise on Mengsk's face.

"You don't need to poison me, Führer." Yang Yi returned the empty cup to him, "If you want to kill me, you have a way." Now that the aperitif is drunk, why don't we talk about some business? ”

"Huh." Mengsk chuckled lightly—but the bare muscles on his face looked a little scary—and he raised his head and drank the wine from his own glass, then took Yang Yi's cup and turned to walk towards the table.

"However, Captain Yang Yi, you have made a mistake. It's not that I'm going to talk to you, but you're going to report to me, Head Yang. Walking over to the table, Mengsk placed both cups on the table, then turned to face them again, "After all, you took my commission, didn't you?" ”