Fang Ming decision to accompany his employees to war sparked a mix of worry and reassurance among the workforce. Some fretted over his safety, while others found comfort in the idea that their young leader would share the same risks.
With their ships laden with supplies, Jinhan's fleet departed, their destination: the rebranded port city of New Ray, once known as Lianyungang.
"Sir! We've arrived at the harbor," a crewmember called out.
As their four steel vessels docked, Admiral George Dewey himself awaited them at the pier.
" Fang Ming," Dewey said, his voice carrying equal parts surprise and amusement. "You actually came."
Fang Ming stepped off the ship, his demeanor composed. "Of course, Admiral. Just as a commander leads his troops, I can't send my employees into harm's way without being there myself."
Dewey shook his head with a bemused smile. "You're still a kid, no matter how you spin it."
