Su Mo's expression showed a slight, subtle change, as he was also a bit shaken. Had he miscalculated? So he asked.
"How much longer can we hold on?"
"Not much longer, we still have to reserve enough for the return journey."
Xiao Wen said with difficulty.
"Ah, alright. Relay my order, prepare to return."
Su Mo was left with no choice, this was already their limit.
"Yes, Boss."
Sun Duoxiang and Mo Baoke felt a sudden surge of relief upon hearing the order to return. Although this trip was in vain, at least they saved their lives.
However, at this moment, the deep voice of the Fake Owner, Swallower, suddenly echoed in Su Mo's mind.
"I have scanned the distant starry sky and detected a fleet moving at high speed, likely an imperial escort fleet."
Hearing Swallower's words, Su Mo's heart surged with joy. But he did not show it outwardly, as the ships had not yet spotted the others.
He replied to Swallower: "Good."
