It wasn’t long before Su Mo walked out of the grocery store.
The mont he ca out, Su Mo still felt a bit unreal, as if he was dreaming; he had actually acquired a Legendary-class Star Destroyer.
He took a mont to calm his thoughts, then lifted his electronic bracelet and sent a ssage to Sun Duoxiang, asking him to pick up the at Erosion Sunflower and the Stone Tablet and deliver them to the old man’s house.
Shortly after sending the ssage, Sun Duoxiang replied.
"Alright! Boss."
Su Mo glanced at the reply and, without a word, quickly headed towards Port 17.
Compared to other bustling ports, this one was particularly desolate, with hardly a soul in sight.
From a distance, Su Mo could see the massive container-shaped building housing the Legendary-class Star Destroyer, the Immortal Blade.
He imdiately quickened his pace and entered the building.
As Su Mo approached the Legendary-class Star Destroyer, Immortal Blade, a group of n wearing IV-generation chanical Armor with fierce expressions on their faces, guarding the entrance to the Star Destroyer, spotted him at once.
Their brows furrowed, and they spoke in confusion.
"Isn’t that the kid Lord brought over for training last ti?"
"Yeah, it’s him. What’s he doing here?"
"No idea, but seeing him here can’t an anything good."
"I feel the sa way."
...
Soon, Su Mo reached the entrance, only to be stopped by the guards.
"What do you want?"
"I obviously want to go in." Su Mo replied with a baffled expression.
"Not just anyone can get in here," said the lead guard coldly.
"The old man allowed it, step aside." Su Mo said directly.
The guards exchanged glances, then told Su Mo, "No way, wait a bit, we need to report to Lord Coret."
"No need for such trouble." Su Mo said as he walked right in.
The expression of the guards changed slightly, but in the end, they said nothing.
Su Mo swaggered into the Legendary-class Star Destroyer, Immortal Blade, surrounded by n with heavy killing intent.
They glared at Su Mo with vicious eyes but didn’t stop him, as they all had so impression of Su Mo.
Su Mo gave them a warm smile, looking very familiar with them.
...
At this mont, inside the Star Destroyer’s special training ground.
Coret, dressed in a special V-generation dark red Bio Armor, reclined on a black throne in the center. The throne was made of special black crystal, carved with lifelike black dragons.
On the training ground, nurous burly n were engaged in brutal combat training.
"Ah!"
"Hah!"
...
Coret’s piercing gaze surveyed everyone present, exuding authority.
Just then, Su Mo appeared with a smile, humming a tune.
He looked at the violent n on site, in a great mood, waving in greeting.
"Hello, everyone! Long ti no see."
The crowd paused their training, eyeing Su Mo with hostile glances, showing no sign of welco. Although Su Mo had beco a mber of the Royal Order of Twelve Knights, they didn’t fear him; if anything, they were more resistant.
Seeing Su Mo, Coret’s eyes flashed with a strange color, and he imdiately stood up from the throne, walking towards Su Mo.
The crowd also followed, surrounding Su Mo.
In an instant, Su Mo found himself encircled tightly.
"What’s your business here?" Coret twisted his neck and asked gloomily.
"Haha, I’m here to take over this Star Destroyer." Su Mo didn’t waste any words, directly revealing the central key to the Legendary-class Star Destroyer, Immortal Blade.
Hearing Su Mo’s words, everyone on-site exploded with anger, each face showing rage.
"What are you saying, the Lord gave you the Star Destroyer?"
"That’s impossible!"
...
Coret’s face twitched, a rare look of anger flashing in his eyes, veins bulging on his forehead, his expression terrifyingly dark.
However, Coret didn’t say anything.
At this mont, a burly man in a V-generation gray Bio Armor, standing three ters tall, with a red chanical eye embedded in his left eye, and exuding a fierce aura, walked up to Su Mo, looking down at him nacingly.
"What did you say, the Lord gave you the ship, and why? We’ve followed him through life and death, yet never received such treatnt. What makes you so special?"
"That’s right, Brother Coret achieved so much for the Lord, if the Star Destroyer were to be given, it should go to him. Or at least to Brother Kathuler. It’s nowhere near your turn!"
"Exactly, Brother Kathuler served the Lord for over a millennium, fought in countless battles, why should it go to this kid?"
...
The crowd glared at Su Mo with vicious intent, as if ready to tear him apart.
In truth, it wasn’t entirely their fault for being so angry; they knew better than anyone the power and value of the Legendary-class Star Destroyer, Immortal Blade.
Suddenly giving it away was sothing not easily accepted, let alone by them.
Coret looked at the outspoken Kathuler and the others and didn’t intervene, rather watching with interest.
Su Mo was sowhat surprised by the strong reactions from those present, yet he remained indifferent and unafraid.
He simply shook the Star Destroyer key in his hand and smiled.
"You all saw it, the central control key to the ship is in my hand. This ans the old man indeed gave the ship. If you’re not happy, go talk to the old man, argue with him. Taking your anger out on seems pretty pointless, doesn’t it?"
Seeing the key in Su Mo’s hand, the crowd wanted to rage but found themselves unable to, their expressions sour and uncomfortable.
No matter how unwilling, questioning the old man was sothing few among them dared to do.
Kathuler took a deep breath, unable to challenge the old man, but feeling stifled, so he sarcastically remarked.
"It’s so damn funny, we’ve been following the Lord for so long, yet never got such treatnt. Now they’re handing the Star Destroyer to you, makes wonder if you’re the Lord’s bastard child or sothing."
"Yeah, how else could you be so favored?"
...
The crowd mocked him.
Su Mo wasn’t the least bit offended; instead, he laughed and replied, "I’d like that too, but I’m not."
"You!"
Kathuler found himself at a loss dealing with Su Mo’s nonchalance.
Seeing everyone fall silent, Su Mo smiled and said, "Alright, I’ve made things clear, and I guess you all have no objections. Now, I’d like to trouble you all to carry out the old man’s orders and help set sail."
"Hmph!"
Kathuler sneered, as if hearing a joke.
The crowd coldly chuckled at Su Mo, not cooperating at all.
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