Just as the three women were starting to worry, Zhao Rong began to blow a rhythmic tune on the whistle in his mouth. Then, he smiled at them and said, "Lili, Yu Lan, Xuelian, watch closely. I'm about to use this missile disruptor to make that rain of missiles reverse course and bombard the Avatars' space fortress."
Hearing this, Lili said incredulously, "Zhao Rong, is that whistle in your mouth really so miraculous?"
Yu Lan also found it hard to believe. "Making interceptor missiles fly in the opposite direction just by whistling? Isn't that a bit too much like science fiction?"
Xuelian was even more skeptical of the so-called missile disruptor. "Zhao Rong, I just can't see how blowing a whistle could make those missiles obey you and attack their own masters."
