Yu Lian calmly watched the other man, naturally conveying a hint of displeasure with thoughts that barely wavered. Captain Nemo immediately broke into a sweat and promised to make changes at once, assuring him that it wouldn't delay the work ahead.
So, at his command, the "Long Live" in the starry sky turned into a colorful peony design. It lasted a full half-minute before gradually fading away.
Yu Lian couldn't shake the feeling that the peony pattern looked familiar, but he worried he was imagining things and decided it was best to ignore it.
"Oh, that's the brand Zhixia designed for you, right? It's still engraved on the bridge of the Fuxi, I think." Fifi's voice rang out at just the right moment. Somehow, even though it was a telepathic message, it carried a teasing undertone. Perfect, as always.
Was that really called a brand? Could that thing be called a brand?
"Or maybe a family crest? A monogram? A coat of arms?"
Fifi really was the perfect partner! She was perfect because she always gave me a timely reminder that hit like thunder. Her sarcasm always seemed to strike straight at my soul.
The soldiers on the bridge, of course, hadn't sensed their commander's inner turmoil. They seemed genuinely moved by the magnificent sight and raised their hands to cheer:
"Yeah! We did it! Long live the Vermilion Bird 2.0! Long live the Silent!"
All right, they certainly had every right to celebrate their warship's upgraded performance. Even Yu Lian had no right to object.
"So, sir, we really were just practicing Vermilion Bird tactics." The captain quickly saluted and explained. "Thanks to you, we've mastered at least nine defensive tactics! At least nine!"
By this point, he couldn't help feeling a little proud. "We've run the numbers. The