In the aft cabin of the cruiser, the Titanium Cobalt Dragon Men did not relax their vigilance just because they were returning home, standing in four ranks according to their formation numbers.
They were like towering alloy sculptures, silent yet resolute.
Ji Xinghuo noticed that many under the helmets, the Titanium Cobalt Dragon Men's eyes were observing him, though there was no malice, it was more of a curiosity.
After all, he was a famous person.
Surely there were fans of Zhao Manying among the Titanium Cobalt Dragon Men, following the news about him and Zhao Manying.
"Thank you, Captain Liu."
Ji Xinghuo walked up to Liu Situo, expressing his gratitude.
It wasn't until then that Chi Zhonglin and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They truly thought they were going to die in that desperate situation. Hearing Ji Xinghuo's words, they also expressed their thanks.
"It's my duty,"
