Sparks cascaded down in a spectacular display of incandescent particles dancing upon the water's surface. Among these showers of sparks, a multitude of them found their destination on the sheen of diesel oil spread over the water. However, despite the anticipation, the fervently desired inferno did not erupt.
Amid this situation, Bawang's unease grew palpable, his voice carrying a tinge of anxiety, "Master, this method appears ineffective. The diesel on the water's expanse resists ignition. What course of action should we pursue?"
Liu Yong, in stark contrast, maintained a composed demeanour. His understanding of the situation was acute. Diesel oil, he knew, was an entity distinct from gasoline, its ignition far less straightforward. A calm assurance laced his words as he responded, "Overlord, patience is our ally. Let us persist and attempt this method a few more times; ignition shall undoubtedly be achieved."