Earth Wolf Twelve felt that this was neither an assassination nor a stealthy investigation.
They swaggered down the corridors of the Laurel, with leisure to appreciate the scenery along the way—this flagship bore the heavy history of the Shan Clan, with oil paintings neatly arrayed on both sides of the residential area's walls, depicting the heads of the Silver Lotus Family through the ages, as well as some Clan members who had driven the development of the Shanqi Commerce Association.
For a Shan Clan person, being displayed in the corridors of the Laurel in such a manner was an utmost honor.
Perhaps to avoid unnecessary disputes and sacrifices, the two hadn't encountered any security personnel along the way, and Mingyuan gave sincere greetings to the servants working hard on the ship.
It was a big ship, and the daily maintenance was not easy; he didn't want to cause trouble for these hardworking servants.
