Xianyu, who had been promoted straight to Marshal on the spot, hurried through a celebratory feast with his subordinates and Aha, who had slipped in among them.
He gave Aha a few perfunctory replies, then plunged into overtime hell alongside his subordinates.
An inaugural address? There was no such thing...
If they didn't get to work soon, the Xianzhou ships his subordinates had just conquered would rebel...
He told the subordinates who were about to head to the other Xianzhou ships to serve as generals:
"Don't worry. I've got your backs. If anyone refuses to submit and dares bully you, blast them with the Colossus-"
They were NPCs, after all. They couldn't compare to players, so it was perfectly normal for things to go wrong.
Compared with the NPCs on other Xianzhou ships whom he had never met, his own subordinates with their superior stats mattered more.
He repeatedly reminded them to look after their own safety.
In return, he got a whole group of teary-eyed subordinates.
They were reluctant to leave. If they hadn't retained a shred of reason, they probably would have dropped to their knees, clung to his trouser legs, and cried.
Xianyu couldn't bear to look.
How could his female subordinates, usually so decisive and ruthless, make faces like that?!
It was so strange. It gave him the illusion that he was some scumbag breaking their hearts.
As for the male subordinates with shoulders as broad as double-door refrigerators... that was even stranger! He'd rather be the heartbreaker!
After seeing his subordinates off, Xianyu returned to the General's Residence and sighed at the mountains of paperwork.
He really wanted to drag the Former Marshal over and ask what on earth he had been doing to leave him nothing but messes.
He looked at the Chief Strategist,