Old Helmsman, at the bow, immediately widened his eyes.
Fortunately, Fang Yue and the others were all at the stern, so no one could see the expression on his face at the bow. Otherwise, he would have lost face badly.
But how was that possible? That was a Vicious-grade anomaly!
Could that guy's strength have already reached that level?
Old Helmsman was completely dumbfounded.
A Vicious-grade anomaly had the strength of a Cloud-grade Martial Artist.
Any Martial Artist who reached the Cloud-grade level was a rare sight throughout the entire Qing Kingdom. Beyond that was the legendary Rain-grade, the pinnacle of the mortal world!
Old Helmsman's assessment of Fang Yue immediately shifted in a subtle way.
A Martial Artist who could slay a Vicious-grade anomaly was an existence not to be underestimated, wherever he went.
In fact, only Old Helmsman and the Special Envoy Corps' guards aboard the ship didn't know about it. Everyone else had basically been brought up to speed by Fang Yue and knew what had happened.
As for Old Helmsman, Fang Yue had told him right away that the dense fog had been dispersed and they could leave. He'd forgotten to mention the rest. At the time, he'd only been thinking about activating the turbo propulsion device to speed away.
Only after they had put some distance between themselves and the danger did he explain the situation to Qing Chen and the others. He'd forgotten all about Old Helmsman by then.
Fang Yue's words proved that he had won, so Old Helmsman naturally didn't dare say anything more.
And that was that.
Fang Yue went below deck and returned to his room, where he immediately began secluding himself for cultivation.
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