Revenge Shadow Rider was nothing more than an identity Feng Yi had fabricated out of boredom to minimize trouble, and accidentally, it had blown up like this. Now, Feng Yi had come to see it differently, what did it matter whether others knew his identity or not.

Of course, what Feng Yi mainly wanted to convey to her was that Kexiao was not dead at all, the seeming calmness was just a smokescreen he had created.

Feng Yi's words had Emily staring, dumbstruck, goosebumps all over her body, "Are you sure he's still alive?"

"I myself am doing quite well, not to mention Kexiao, who left before me, I can basically assert."

"But..."

"There's no 'but', really thought you had control over everything, huh? All the scripts above, I guess, were all illusions carefully crafted by Kexiao for you."

Emily pondered for a moment, guessing something in her heart, but still wanted confirmation from Feng Yi, "What illusion?"

Feng Yi said, "Making you believe that your opponent is a noob far less capable than you, creating an illusion of myself and him perishing together, then gradually luring you into the trap. I think, when you truly believe you can control the situation, you've actually completely fallen into Kexiao's script and become the tragic character set in the script. I'm not sure what conspiracies Kexiao still has up his sleeve, but you're in the black devil V583, which is under Saudi control; even if there aren't any ambushes in that sector of space, the omnipresent dangers shouldn't be ignored—back when I was in V583, I conducted targeted checks on the surrounding environment almost a month in advance, and still got ambushed by that guy's space fighter, let alone..."

Feng Yi wanted to say let alone her rushing in recklessly, although he didn't finish his sentence, Amelia could clearly understand, and her words left her gaping.

If what Feng Yi said was true, then this Kexiao was quite terrifying. In fact, Emily had considered all the above, under normal circumstances, she might not have missed these details, but her recent low spirits had kept her from being in a good state of mind, of course, not knowing that Kexiao was still alive was the main reason.

"I mean... you don't really think he was thoroughly dead, do you?"

"Uh... yes." Emily nodded a bit grievously, "How should I put this?"

Feng Yi said, "The domestic situation in Saudi and the parliamentary reaction are all abnormal, their leaders, how could they tolerate consecutive defeats without doing anything? Even the domestic media seem to tacitly acknowledge the fact of front-line failure. Normally, shouldn't they downplay the defeats and highlight the victories? Don't you find their opposite approach very abnormal?"

After hearing this, Emily was scared for another moment, dramatically slapping her chest...

Yes, her vision had indeed been too limited, Saudi's domestic situation and parliamentary reactions had been completely ignored by her. You could say that she was really preoccupied and downhearted at that time, although she had considered these, but subconsciously, she decided to leave out these factors she deemed as having negligible chances. When one's mood is down, it's psychologically easy to exhibit a selective ignoring response, making it nearly impossible to function effectively in such a state.

After all, women are mostly emotional creatures by nature, the so-called emotional control is completely embedded in their genes, and when a woman in an empty, spacious captain's room daydreams night and day about the universe, she can't help but be sentimental; of course, this is not an excuse for neglecting the fleet and the lives of many soldiers.

Feng Yi's thoughts were also rapidly shifting, thinking of the efforts Milly had made to keep him away from the war, thinking of the initial contract kiss, in fact, much of what she had done was for herself, it's just that he had failed to keep his promise.

In the eyes of the Federation, she was selfish, but to him, she was unique. Thinking deeply, she was just a girl, one who chose to wear a mask to establish an image of authority, a brisk and resolute fleet commander.

But in reality, she was a soft, cute girl with pink hair, only because she came from the Edward Family, with a noble lineage unmatched, she had to bear much more than ordinary people—of course, she also had that little bit of stubbornness, never giving up, never compromising, perhaps that was the pride from her genes?

If he hadn't thought of this point, or if something went wrong, wouldn't she be in danger too?

In fact, Emily was just a delicate woman, beneath her strong exterior and that perfectly maintained tight skin, Feng Yi could see the fatigue she could hardly hide in her eyes...

For a moment, his heart also felt somewhat uneasy, watching Milly's exaggerated actions, Feng Yi couldn't help but smile lightly and say, "You know, you should be nicer to yourself."

Feng Yi's voice was calm and seemed lamenting, yet it made Milly let out a surprised 'eh', her body stiffening as if electrified, "Is this Little Feng's concern?"

"If you say so, then it is."

"Tsk, what an insincere guy—by the way, what kind of girls does Little Feng like? Pure, mature, ladylike, or cute? I can be all to the extent that you would like."

"Hey, hey, what are you doing again..."

Feng Yi was utterly speechless... after not seeing her for months, her personality had changed so much, Feng Yi thought it was better to let her be her true self, after all, he was in a relationship.

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