This made Arubasi quite anxious.
"Damn it, as cunning as a fox!"
Min Tu, however, laughed.
"Father, don't worry. We'll just keep waiting. They can't stay put forever, and when they finally come out…"
Arubasi was somewhat agitated.
"But I don't want to waste time!"
Min Tu offered another strategy.
"In that case, Father, why not find an appropriate opportunity for us to go ashore as well?"
"After all… we're going to have to land eventually to deal with them!"
Arubasi thought about it but was still hesitant.
"I'll think about it some more!"
After all, he knew he commanded only a navy. If they went ashore, they would encounter infantry. Could they win with unfamiliar terrain and tactics? The more Arubasi pondered, the less credible he found the plan.
He turned to his son.
"The enemy's chief and deputy commanders you had people inquire about—who are they? What are their specialties? Have you found out yet?"
Min Tu shook his head.
"Don't worry, Father, we'll have news soon!"
