Despite having his identity exposed in a single remark, along with signs of a possible traitor in his ranks, Viscount Ironwall remained composed.
It was absolute confidence in his own strength.
Against his mighty fleet, any scheme or trick was nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree.
A sneak attack? A frontal assault? In his eyes, the only difference was how much extra effort it took.
"So what if you know? Looks like your intelligence came a little late. You seem rather unprepared." Viscount Ironwall pointed toward the battlefield on the other side, his expression disdainful.
There, although the Earth forces seemed to hold an overwhelming numerical advantage, the Iron Wall Fleet's devastating volleys were picking off their exposed firing positions one by one.
"Finding out late is still better than being kept in the dark the whole time, like certain people." Nie Yun smiled meaningfully.
Viscount Ironwall frowned slightly.
"You went out of your way to contact me just to share some worthless intelligence and spout vague trash talk, hoping to bluff me? You think I scare that easily?"
Nie Yun blinked. Viscount Ironwall certainly didn't talk like those aristocrats who put on airs... he sounded more like a thug.
"I originally hoped we could settle this peacefully. After all, the All Things Unity Society has never had any quarrel with you, Viscount. But it seems you're not someone a few words can persuade."
"Of course! I don't think much of that Second Prince, but Duke Horton gave the order personally. Me, I only believe in fists and naval guns!
"If you want me to abandon my mission and withdraw, talk alone won't cut it."
"Good. That puts my mind at ease."
"What?"
"Heh! We'll meet again soon..."
Staring blankly at the screen that had abruptly