Ronglin did not bid the others farewell, because he felt there was no need. Once he dealt with the enemies trying to toy with him from behind, he would soon catch up to the Starry. So there was simply no need for goodbyes!
In an extremely distant place, far beyond the reach of the naked eye, a line of eleven warships was spread out across the sea.
On the central flagship, a man wrapped in a white cloak stood atop a telescope more than three meters tall, watching the starry sky in the direction of the Starry. A trace of frustration appeared on his face.
"Damn it! What the hell is this?" the man complained. "How were we discovered from this far away? Which one of you failed to conceal your aura and gave us away?"
On the ship of the man in the white cloak, two tall, middle-aged men remained silent. Surprise showed in both their eyes, because Observation Haki could not possibly cover such an immense distance!
A terrifyingly powerful lineup!
Yet Ronglin had already noticed their presence and reacted. They firmly believed that Ronglin's ship could not possibly possess equipment powerful enough to detect them silently following from here.
Could Ronglin really be that powerful? Even from such an enormous distance, could he still sense their location? Unable to suppress the doubts in their hearts, the two middle-aged men exchanged a glance.
At that moment, a middle-aged man wearing an eye mask slowly stepped forward and extended his hand. Frost suddenly gathered around it, and wisps of icy mist radiated from his palm. "Since we've been discovered, there's no helping it. I'll stop them from escaping!"
With that, the middle-aged man leaped from the warship, transforming into a grayish-white shadow as he plunged headfirst toward the sea.