People with even a little status had to put on airs. If they did not, some things really became difficult to handle. Without any bearing, others might think you were incapable and naturally try to brush you off.
This was especially important among those stuck somewhere in the middle ranks. If you were the Sultan, having no airs meant you were approachable. But as the head of special operations, having no airs would make people think you had only gotten there through your ties to the Sultan's relatives.
Therefore, when he heard someone was looking for him, Chen Mo did not immediately open the door and instead continued with what he was doing.
After tidying himself up a little, he used a Cleansing Technique and became clean and refreshed. Then he drank some tea. Only after spending around ten minutes did he open the door, where Taikun was waiting.
As a subordinate, waiting for his oldest brother was naturally no problem. Besides, if his oldest brother did not put on any airs, Taikun would actually become suspicious. How could Your Excellency Maihati possibly behave that way?
"Let's go," Chen Mo said to Taikun.
Although several hours had already passed, it was still extremely dark outside. Sailing on the Da Hai, especially at night, left little to look at.
There was nothing but an endless expanse of seawater. With no moon overhead and only stars in the sky, the darkness seemed even deeper.
After looking around from the side of the ship, Chen Mo swept the area with his Spiritual Sense and found only one other vessel. Looking into the distance with the naked eye, he could barely make out a third vessel far away. The two ships followed behind the leader in a staggered formation.
Turning around, he entered the