Su Mo didn't linger here either; he stretched lazily and headed toward the central control.
At this moment, the entire Legendary Level Star Destroyer, the Immortal Blade, was bustling inside. Everyone received orders to either take their belongings and disembark or stay and sail the ship.
For a moment, it was very lively, filled with muttering and cursing.
"Damn, talk about bad luck, having to sail for the Royal Order of Twelve Knights."
"Alright, say no more, this decision was made by the higher-ups, and Lord Coret has already approved and issued the evacuation order."
...
Although Su Mo heard this, he didn't pay it any mind; after all, these people were only temporarily borrowing the ship. It didn't matter whether they were sincerely obedient as long as they could help him sail.
Just then, the low voice of the creator, Swallower, resonated in Su Mo's mind.
"That Coret is problematic."
