A moment of deathly silence.
Vulcan felt a little creeped out by that strange look in Huai Shi's eyes. He had no idea why Huai Shi was reacting so strongly.
"...O-of course!"
Vulcan nodded. At the mention of this, he immediately answered with immense pride, "How could the majestic Thunder Temple be some lifeless object? Under my own handiwork, every inch of His Majesty is flawless!
Listen up, Huai Shi. The Thunder Temple is the Roman Temple, and Rome's power is His Majesty's power! How could it possibly be described by something as simple as 'articulation'?!"
Silence.
Silence descended without warning.
Huai Shi finally understood.
Ultimate articulation, ultimate texture, and ultimate cost...
Ah, this overwhelming sense of familiarity!
Vulcan stared blankly at Huai Shi's gradually reddening eyes, rooted to the spot, unable to figure out what he had said wrong. But this time, before he could react, his hand had already been seized.
"Mr. Vulcan, I'm sorry!"
"All this time, I misunderstood you. I never realized that you understood me so well!"
Grasping his hand, Huai Shi solemnly promised, "From today onward, you'll be my best friend for life!"
"Uh..." Vulcan froze. "Is that really necessary?"
"No, it is!"
Huai Shi answered decisively. Sitting in the chair, he poured all of his Source Matter into the throne, a blazing light kindling in his eyes. "Mr. Vulcan, I definitely won't let down your expectations!"
"Huh?"
Vulcan was bewildered.
When had he ever expected anything like that from him?
"Please rest assured, I absolutely won't admit defeat!"
Enveloped in blazing flames, Huai Shi made a solemn vow. "Even if I blow it up, wreck it, and damage it beyond the point where it can ever move again, I'll still complete my mission!"
His impassioned bearing, along with his utterly unfeigned sincerity and