Chapter 197

Lu Ao leaned back in relief, but before he could get close, he received a communication request from the fleet.

As soon as Lu Ao connected, he immediately asked, "Old Dai, is that you guys?"

A familiar voice came through the communication device. "Hahaha, it's us. Didn't expect you to be so fast—you caught up with us already."

"Not that fast. We've been sailing for days. Why are you still here instead of heading back?"

"We originally wanted to return earlier too, but we found something good here. They said we should stay a few more days."

Lu Ao was suspicious. "What good thing has made you forget to leave?"

"It's hard to explain. You'll know when you get here."

Chapter 197

Lu Ao truly couldn't figure out what near the Arctic could make them so reluctant to leave.

The Morikalan Islands were home to the Laskiman people. The people of this ethnic group were indeed warm, kind, and generous, but they ate raw food.

The Laskiman people had eaten raw food since ancient times, and they still did so even now. If Old Dai and the others stayed here, they might not even get a hot meal.

Filled with doubts, Lu Ao steered the boat toward the coordinates Old Dai had given them.

They were actually quite close to Old Dai's coordinates. Even without traveling at full speed, half a day was enough to reach them.

That afternoon, they spotted Old Dai's fleet in the distance.

Holding Little Dragon, Lu Ao said to Song Zhou, "Why don't you wait on the boat while I go down and see what's going on?"

Song Zhou disagreed. "Send our son back to the organization first. I'll go down with you and take a look."

"That works too." Lu Ao was now full