"As you can see, this is our production dockyard. Fully automated, with one million Arcane Golems working simultaneously year-round. Your money is guaranteed to be well spen—hey, are you fuckers even listening to me?!"
Hu Feng turned to look at the big shots behind him and discovered that only Queen Calia was quietly following him, seriously listening to the introduction of the Sargeras planetary shipyard.
"Congratulations, Mother Elune! You've successfully hatched. This is a joyous occasion for all of Azeroth!"
"Rest assured, Divine Venerable Elune. We'll definitely kill every last one of those beings that ever set their sights on Azeroth and vent your anger for you!"
"May the Moon Goddess's beauty endure forever. Ah... what a bargain for that old ras—cough, cough..."
A wave of killing intent rushed toward them as Hu Feng glared sinisterly at the bootlickers.
"That's enough. Are you going to look at the warships you ordered or not?"
"We are, we are... ah, and congratulations on getting rich too, Lord Divine Venerable Sargeras."
The crowd gave him a perfunctory response...
"You're still the best. Just as expected of my Destined Knight Captain... good girl. I'll give Lordaeron a few more planets in the future." Hu Feng nodded at Queen Calia approvingly.
Queen Calia smiled and gave a slight bow, displaying Lordaeron's royal etiquette to perfection.
When they reached the top of the observation platform, the big shots put away their joking attitudes and stared solemnly at the three warships in the final stages of construction within the enormous dockyard outside.
"The first one is the Alliance's Lionheart-class Battleship. Your gnome engineers also took part in its construction. I have to say... your Alliance really does practice extreme pragmatism. Other than being ugly, this thing is basically an iron hedgehog covered in spikes."
The Alliance battleship