Eighth Fleet Universe Port——
Xia Zeming's eyes brimmed with tears as he clasped Fu Xing's hand tightly. "Fu Xing! You must bring back my grandson. Xia Huangyu is young and inexperienced, and with the betrayal he faced on Prison Star, he surely couldn't bear it..."
He rambled on, and Fu Xing tried several times to shake off his hand but failed.
The people who came with Xia Zeming also frowned slightly, wanting to say something but not daring to speak.
"Xiao Xing..."
As soon as Fu Xing heard the nickname "Xiao Xing," he immediately shook off Xia Zeming's hand in disgust. "You are now an Imperial Marshal, please be mindful of your status and image. Do not tarnish the Marshal's reputation."
After the Old Marshal's suicide, from among the many leaders in the Military Department, Xia Zeming, as an Imperial Admiral, had emerged and was currently appointed as the Imperial Marshal.
