"The leaders of all three Federation parties came. Looks like I'm pretty popular."
White Garment gave a self-mocking smile and gestured for them to come aboard.
The three exchanged glances, clearly wary of White Garment's abilities.
He raised an eyebrow.
"What? You won't do me this courtesy? Should I come up there, then?"
"No, we wouldn't dare."
The three took a deep breath and jumped onto the little boat.
White Garment flicked his fishing rod again.
The ten-thousand-ton warship flew hundreds of meters as though it weighed nothing.
It plunged straight into the sea and never resurfaced.
The three looked at one another.
They knew White Garment was putting them in their place.
"Johnson of the Victory Party, Jin Mu of the Progressive Party, and Foster of the Harmony Party pay our respects to you, White Garment."
All three bowed together.
The Federation's system differed from the Dragon Kingdom's.
Power was divided among three parties.
It was unlike the four major factions of Guotai Min'an.
All three parties enjoyed considerable public support and had different political demands.
Their struggles were therefore far fiercer than the Dragon Kingdom's internal disputes.
The three men before him were the leaders of those parties, their standing in the Federation second only to one person.
But...
However high their standing, there were only three people at nine awakenings in the world.
White Garment was the strongest.
"May I ask what brings you all this way to our Federation, Your Excellency White Garment?"
Johnson asked a question he already knew the answer to.
They were all seasoned actors, facing White Garment with innocent expressions.
"Fei Island."
White Garment got straight to the point.
"Fei Island? Your Excellency, Fei Island is too far from us. Forgive me for being poorly informed, but has something happened there?"
Johnson