Steward's Office.
Wu Heng took a sip of flower tea and recounted the events he had encountered at sea.
When he heard about the Blood Clan releasing those exiles, each of them at level 18, the baby fat on Xi Ligui's cheeks also instantly tightened into a serious expression.
"What happened in the end?"
Wu Heng took another sip of tea, "They died! At sea, I bombarded them with cannon fire and killed them all."
"What about the Blood Clan fleet you mentioned?" Xi Ligui continued to inquire.
"It was the fifth fleet of the Blood Clan Knights, led by 'Emeka,' a level 15 professional," Wu Heng said softly.
Xi Ligui's expression was still ugly.
If Wu Heng hadn't come across them and had let those exiles go,
it would have been okay if they had returned to the Blood Clan, at least they would have dealt with their internal affairs on their own.
