A few days later, off the coast of the Star Luo Continent.
A colossal warship, blue as the sea from bow to stern, cut through the waves.
Its prow was sharp as a blade, and layers of Soul Tool armor plating covered its hull. From afar, it looked like a floating mountain of steel.
It was the Sea God, a symbol of the Federation Navy's cutting-edge technology.
Vast Sea Douluo Chen Xinjie stood at the bow in a dark blue military uniform, his white hair like snow. The warship steadily docked at a deep-water anchorage. Chen Xinjie stepped down onto the waves and landed onshore, like an ocean pressing down upon the land.
"Vast Sea Douluo personally led the team? How many troops did you bring?" Yin Hongye asked with a smile.
"I came to see what you've turned Star Luo into." Chen Xinjie's expression remained blank. "How did your negotiations with the Star Luo Empire go?"
"Of course they went well. With me handling it, one man does the work of two." Yin Hongye confidently patted his chest. "We got three ports, the mining rights to several mines, and garrison rights."
"???" Chen Xinjie's mind filled with question marks.
What did he mean, three ports? Had he ever made that demand? This was exceeding the mission by far, wasn't it?
Yin Hongye pulled a silk document from his robes and slapped it into Chen Xinjie's hand. "Take a look. Even the Star Luo Emperor stamped it with his imperial seal."
Chen Xinjie unfolded it, and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
The terms were clearly written: a ninety-nine-year lease on three major ports, Federation garrison rights, and mining rights for several rare mineral veins. The Federation could even "manage" the rent on their behalf.
Every single one of these