Feng He Shou of the Wave Pavilion, Hu Kan of the Far Ocean Development Group, and a Fighter from the Canglong Company had all appeared aboard the airships.
With the Linax Federation's delegation passing through, they had deployed large numbers of weapons of war under the pretext of providing an escort.
Their real intention, however, was to display the combat strength Great Shun had stationed overseas and discourage the Federation from committing forces to the outer seas.
With three Fighters, these troops, the active consciousness entities that had yet to appear, and, most importantly, the use of Skyline, this forward strongpoint only needed to hold out for a little while before reinforcements from the rear could arrive in a steady stream. This made any attempt to seize the outer seas impossible without resorting to war.
Chen Chuan emerged from the airship's cabin and stepped onto its open deck, looking toward the airship formation in the sky.
At the sight of him, Feng He Shou's expression turned solemn. Resting a hand on the hilt of the long saber at his waist, he bowed to him.
Hu Kan grinned and gave him a cupped-fist salute. Even the Fighter Chen Chuan had never met adopted a very cautious expression and took the initiative to salute him with clasped hands.
By then, Wang Tongshan, Bian Zhijie, and the others had also come outside. On another airship, Gui Zihan from Hedong Province appeared as well.
Though already in his twenties, he looked very young, almost like a teenager. He was not tall, even a little short for a Fighter. He cradled an ancient sword in his arms, and an unapproachable aura surrounded him.
They witnessed this scene as soon as they came out. Their keen senses detected an indescribable bearing in those three, something distinctly