The bridge was vast, offering views of the most fantastical cosmic landscapes. Xia Huangyu casually chose a spot to sit down and thoughtfully pulled out a chair for Lin Fu. Just as she sat down, a screen lit up in the middle.
Both immediately recognized the symbol of the Capital Star—an Artificial Sea.
On the screen, the Capital Star was draped with mourning flags, which fluttered like an ocean as far as the eye could see.
"This is…" Xia Huangyu abruptly stood up.
Everyone on the bridge, whether they were Clive's original confidants or prisoners who had later chosen to join, stood up, bowed solemnly toward the screen, and observed a moment of silence with grave expressions.
Theresa, previously so proud and invincible, had fallen to the ground, her eyes filled with sorrow.
Only Lin Fu remained seated, unfazed.
