It turned out the new taunt had some effect. At least the Bifiefk Fleet had stirred. Those pitch-black imperial warships fired a barrage toward the minefield. But from the looks of it, it was hard to tell whether they were clearing mines or venting their anger.
Even so, they still didn't attack. They had probably linked up with their own routed forces by then, and the sorry state of the Tanlian and Sobek Fleets had evidently given them reason to stay calm.
Yu Lian had never expected a little taunting to make the seasoned imperial soldiers lose their composure. He'd simply wanted to taunt them.
And so, amid the full force of the imperial fleet's scorn and under the escort of his own fleet, the Natural Crest sailed without incident into the protection of their fleet and fortress guns.
Before the command center could send over a guidance signal, thousands of brilliant bursts suddenly bloomed around the fortress, their dazzling shapes and vivid colors almost too much to take in. They were clearly fireworks celebrating the triumphant return of their great hero.
"Commander Sylvester's doing?" Yu Lian asked, touched.
Rozers contacted the fortress and replied, "...Commander Sylvester is arranging a banquet for us. The fireworks welcoming our victory were actually arranged by Vice President Yero."
This time, Yu Lian was genuinely moved. Even if it was all for show, anyone willing to go this far was no ordinary dignitary. They were all the more deserving of caution.
Still, though his wariness had grown, he had to admit that he was human, after all. He couldn't completely overcome so-called lowly tastes, and he did have his share of vanity.
As he gazed at the splendid fireworks bursting around him, he couldn't help feeling a little pleased with himself. If he'd had