"Heehee, Rose already has a new boyfriend," Milly burst into laughter as she responded to his question.

"What, what did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi's face turned green in an instant, his body as if it had been hit by a 'Miracle MU Outstanding Attack,' taking a critical hit that soared the damage to 9999...

Milly slightly lowered her eyes and sighed softly, "Everyone thought you were dead, so... Milly was also set up by her family for a matchmaking meeting, rumored to be with some high-ranking executive... In any case, a very impressive person, and now the two seem to be very much in love."

Hearing her say that, although Feng Yi felt something was odd, he had always been someone who could easily let go, or perhaps he felt even more indebted to Rose. After all, the girl had waited for him for so many years, yet he... But no matter what, could you at least stick to your own stance for a bit? To switch sides so quickly, what could Feng Yi say to that? He could only wish them well.

"Are you trying to say something to me, to hit me where it hurts?"

Emily gently shook her head, indicating that Feng Yi was now a free man, and her chance had arrived, "Hey, how about this time it's our turn to date."

Feng Yi never considered himself a hot commodity, although he was a bit more handsome, had a nicer personality, and was a little more charming... but, isn't that supposed to be important too? The proof is in the pudding; he already had three girls confessing to him.

Feng Yi blushed with embarrassment, using the military line to chat about such nonsense through the screen, he always felt something was off. Of course, what surprised him the most was Emily's change; she used to be someone who would never say such things, "You're not serious, are you?"

"I'm serious, yeah, I'm sure of it."

Although Emily looked somewhat coquettishly charming, Feng Yi could see the decisiveness in her attitude. In the end, he let out a smile... He was well aware his body was in a bad shape, and he probably wouldn't have much longer to live. He said, "It'll depend on my luck then. I'm going to a faraway place to find something soon, it might take years, maybe decades. If I can't find it, I might not even come back in this lifetime, so better not wait for me, huh."

"What are you looking for?"

"To find... haha, well, that's a secret. Anyway, the message has been perfectly conveyed, wish you good luck, and so, farewell."

Having said that, Feng Yi simultaneously hung up the Heavenly Communication. This was indeed a difficult question to respond to. Ah, seriously, why wouldn't she just think to ask the magic conch shell instead?

And so, the Bermuda Galaxy witnessed the start of what was claimed to be the longest-distance chase in history...

The resolution of the Federation's ultimate weapon, the Blazing Flame Legion, was unquestionably determined as they zipped from Icebird to the Zana Republic to the Silver Alliance's Rekart, but they still failed to intercept him midway.

There were two main reasons for this, the first being: though the Blazing Flame Fleet looked worn and old on the outside, in reality, their equipment was extremely powerful, essentially a wolf in sheep's clothing. What people saw was only what Feng Yi wanted them to see. It became apparent that Feng Yi valued substance over appearance, and such a talented and strategic commander was gone—this was undoubtedly a loss for the Federation.

Secondly: military ships are not like space pirate vessels; without effective interception strategies, even if they lock onto a target, it's hard to keep them in place. It's like two cars driving at the same speed, initially indistinguishable, but as time passes, the distance between them will inevitably grow, making interception crucial.

The Normandy Fleet, therefore, didn't hesitate to divert half of its force to attempt an interception, which obviously was good news for Saudi; however, Kexiao was at a loss...

It seemed too coincidental. It was like a piece of meat simply vanished from the bowl. The rebellion of the Blazing Flame Legion was somewhat expected, but what was unacceptable was that it happened just when the Normandy Fleet was about to reach the asteroid belt, and they diverted half their forces to chase them.

This was not the end of it. After a few hours of observation, Kexiao also discovered that the remaining troops seemed to have the intention to join the pursuit.

What to do, should he strike? Kexiao seriously contemplated this for quite a while. The military situation was urgent, and he was seldom one to spend time pondering, so since it was impossible to completely overthrow Normandy, he might as well...

Heavenly Communication rang out just in time, and Kexiao suddenly received a command from the council. The call from Heavenly Communication came directly from the ruling member of a certain elder family faction of the council, who stated that the political significance of the Flame Rebels exceeded their actual strength, demanding that Kexiao support the Flame Rebels' withdrawal to a certain extent and allow them passage.

"To simply let the Flame Legion be? I beg to differ," Kexiao burst out upon hearing this. After all, the Flame Rebels were an enemy force, and while supporting their withdrawal was one thing, to let a hostile armed force pass through was quite another.

The old man did not become angry at these words; on the contrary, a rare smile of satisfaction crossed his face. "Child, do you really think that the Empire can come and go as it pleases?"

That's when Kexiao had his realization, responding, "Even if you say so, I'm afraid... "

"Afraid of what?"

"Afraid that things may develop unforeseen complications along the way. I don't think the Flame Legion is a force that can be easily controlled; in fact, I have an ominous feeling about them."

"I never denied Feng Yi's threat when he was here, but now, are you scared of him too?"

Kexiao was taken aback. Without boasting or criticizing, he still didn't know what fear was in his lifetime. Shrugging, he said, "If this is your adamant position, I have no objections."

"Look," the old man said with a slight smile, his gaze drifting to the star map. "The Flame fleet is already approaching the eastern star cluster, seeking protection from our military. This is a principle even John understands. Child, I never deny your excellence, but we also need to gauge our opponents."

Kexiao hesitated, hoping it was just his overthinking.

As for the Flame Legion, their current distance from the Normandy fleet was perilously close, and at this critical juncture, their rear forces were at any moment at risk of being threatened by Normandy's firepower.

So far, the distance between the two factions had shrunk to just a few astronomical units, entering effective firing range. Before long, the Normandy fleet had already issued the first warning shots to the Flame Legion and signaled them to stop their ships swiftly, a sight like shooting stars chasing the moon... The flowing light rays ultimately turned into feeble spots of light that struck the ship's Light Shield and then dissipated, bit by bit, like petals blown away by the wind...

The Normandy's coverage of firepower was clearly still unable to pose a real threat to the Flame fleet. Through the ship's broadcast, one could clearly hear the warning that the energy consumption of the Light Shield was less than 1%. But this harrowing shot was enough to make many brothers break out in a cold sweat...

Looking out through the ship's darkened windows, the universe presented a picture of intermingling four colors, a mixture of yellow, red, blue, and white laser beams. To hell with stopping, who knew what fate awaited them after stopping the ship?

In these moments when their lives hung by a thread, the throats of the Flame officers and soldiers were never idle. Through the broadcast, the roar from the captain could be heard intermittently inside the ship, "How's the safety system?"

"All normal, the energy reduction rate of the Light Shield is slow, remaining power over 99%, no need to switch to the backup Light Shield."

"And the engine room, how are things on your end?"

"The engine furnace is normal, and the propulsion device is functioning."

"Damn it, why hasn't the intelligence navigator reported back yet? Didn't I say to report every two minutes?"

"Reporting, Captain, it's only been 1 minute since the last report!"

At this moment, the officers and soldiers inside the ship had taken out everything they had learned in their lifetimes. In a roar, the brothers worked even harder.

Standing in front of the star chart, watching the constantly moving light points draw ever closer to the binary stars, Feng Yi knew it was time to set off. He didn't know how Hugo was doing; ever since he said he didn't want to die, Feng Yi hadn't continued to pay attention to him. But now was the time to carry out the mission. Who would have known, when he looked, damn, it almost made Feng Yi stumble; Assembly 9th Generation now had another sword stuck in it.

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