"Brother Chen, you're so cool!"
Qin Chuxia suddenly threw herself at him and hung from his neck, her long legs swinging distractingly. "Come on, tell me! Did you really split that aircraft carrier in half?"
Chen Lin patted her firm, slender waist and smiled. "No, I vaporized it outright. The Purple Firmament Divine Thunder was a little more powerful than I expected."
"V-vaporized?"
Although Song Qiuya had already braced herself, the word still made her heart pound.
That was hundreds of thousands of tons of steel!
"All right, enough talk about fighting and killing."
Chen Lin waved a hand. "I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"
"Yes, yes! I'll make you something!"
Li Xiaoyue rose, ever attentive.
Qin Chuxia sidled over like an eager little lackey and massaged Chen Lin's shoulders. "The whole country is going crazy right now. Deputy Bureau Chief Ye will probably call you any minute."
No sooner had she spoken than the phone in Chen Lin's pocket began ringing frantically.
Chen Lin glanced at the name "Ye Wenjun" on the screen, casually swiped to answer, and put it on speaker.
"A-Advisor Chen." On the other end, Ye Wenjun's voice carried a tremor he clearly couldn't suppress. Even his breathing was unusually heavy.
Chen Lin leaned back in the Grand Master's Chair and picked up the spirit tea Li Xiaoyue had just refilled, blowing gently at the floating leaves. "Go ahead."
"The top leadership just watched the classified satellite footage... Our chief asked me to convey the nation's highest respect to you." Ye Wenjun swallowed and spoke rapidly. "As for the aftermath in the East China Sea, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs has issued a statement calling it a 'climate weapon test.' America has withdrawn all its fleets and expressed... 'understanding and regret.'"
"Mm." Chen Lin's expression