"Another vessel is tailing us. Made of iron sheets, looks like a converted Fishing Boat."
Hearing the lookout's report, Lu PingAn sighed, finding things increasingly dull.
"Fire two rounds of warning shots. If they don't leave, sink them." This was hardly the first time he had given such an order, and it probably would not be the last.
He could understand their actions, but that did not mean Lu PingAn would show mercy. After all, this had never been a private grudge from the beginning.
A colossal fleet on Lu PingAn's level naturally drew plenty of attention.
Not to mention the vessels that had originally attacked Eastern Kingdom shipping routes to prevent certain factions from meddling in that region, even the regular armies and sentries of the nearby countries had likely followed them.
At the very least, they needed to know where this fleet was headed.
At the very least, they needed to confirm its ultimate destination and the composition of its forces.
After all, this Big Ship, like a moving city, was clearly built to Country Destroyer specifications.
And aboard it was the renowned King of Non-Killing. Rumor had it that he had already advanced to quasi-godhood, and was an exceptional super quasi-god at that—a top-tier Ultimate Weapon on land.
Every time the fleet changed course, it would probably become headline news for every faction.
"Honestly, I only planned to transport everything in one trip because I wanted to avoid trouble."
Aboard the ships were not only Sakurajima's "fleeing and founding-a-nation-overseas faction," but also many Eastern Kingdom people.
Some were members of Lu PingAn's faction, divided into cargo transportation staff and armed personnel. Others were hitchhiking passengers from Ancient City. Lu PingAn had once again brought along a group of Ancient City's young elites, intending to temper them in