"Bring the ship over!"
Hong Yu commanded a nearby sailor.
His reputation was now immense, having reached a level where he was practically a national idol in the Ice Kingdom.
When the sailor saw Hong Yu speaking to him, his face lit up with excitement and joy. He responded with a cheer and practically skipped away.
The Celestial Dragon Warship was incredibly fast, cutting through the wind and waves. Before long, it drew near to the object Hong Yu had spotted drifting at sea.
It was a wrecked skiff, and lying upon it were four powerhouses.
Each one was grievously wounded and drenched in blood, unable to even lift a finger.
The moment they saw the Celestial Dragon Warship draw near, ecstatic expressions appeared on their four pale faces.
"They're most likely survivors from the sea disaster a few days ago."
