The fleet stopped on the river and whistled three times, quieting the excited crowd. Xue Jian stared at the screen in the control room, "Sister Lengxin, come on!"

The white shadow, standing on the mast, extremely incommensurate with the black-gray steel battleship, attracted everyone's attention.

"I'm back. ”

This is the first sentence that Leng Xin said at the beginning.

The wind blew slowly, and she lowered her head slightly, her face hidden in the hat of her cloak, so that no one could see it, but she felt as if she was close to everyone.

The power of the gods helped her spread the sound so that everyone on the docks could hear it clearly.

"When I left the Imperial City, I didn't say goodbye to everyone. Leng Xin's lips moved slightly, and she said what she wanted to say, "But now, I'm standing here." ”

She paused, "I bring back victory and glory and live up to your expectations." ”

"God still blesses us. Finally, she raised her head, "The war is over, the imperial city is still there, the divine palace is still there, I, the servant of the gods, the master of the imperial city, the emperor's cold heart is still there." "Freeze the moisture in the air and condense it into a disc for stepping on, step on the ice tray step by step, and slowly walk from the mast to the pier like a step.

Behind her, each ice tray shattered into snowflakes as she walked through them, scattering in the air.

"I'm back. The moment his feet stepped on the dock, Leng Xin finished the last sentence.

The snowflakes drifting in mid-air were as silent as the crowd that had come to greet her.

Then, I don't know who took the lead, "Welcome to the city lord, return with glory!" After a shout, everyone seemed to wake up, and began to repeat these eight words, kneeling down like a tide, to welcome the return of the cold heart.

Her gesture just now had already proved what she had said, the gods were still protecting the continent, and it had sent the servants of the gods to make the divine palace and the imperial city stand permanently in the center of the five kingdoms.

It was a reverence for the Heavens, which had been ingrained in the hearts of people for a long, long time, and they had forgotten it, but now the power of the cold heart had reimagined it.

"Welcome to the city lord, return with glory!"

The earth-shattering shouts resounded through the docks.

Leng Xin stood in place, this was not the first time she had experienced the taste of power because of her special ability, but now this scene of the people chanting still made her feel terrible.

From the beginning, she wanted to be an ordinary person, but it was just a dream and never came true.

"I'm back. That's all she could say.

The dock was jammed by the crowd, and it was originally planned to stop at the shore for a while, and then change to a carriage and horse, and go directly back to the shrine. But there were so many people, and they were all very enthusiastic, scrambling to catch a glimpse of the servants of the gods, so Gawain had to let the chariots and horses retreat farther away, and then sent guards to protect Leng Xin as he advanced through the crowd little by little.

Leng Xin didn't care whether he was walking or riding in a carriage, so he mixed in the crowd and walked in the direction of the shrine. Anyway, the people around her were her people, and out of awe, they just glanced at her, and no one would really get close to her, let alone do anything to her.

The guards closest to her were all facing away from her, bent over, and everyone was respectful, and she was relieved when she thought about the rules that Gawain had said.