Hun Tong watched as the Dragon-man youth and his companions left, the smile on his face gradually fading to nothing as his gaze became deep and enigmatic.
Beside him, Yi Yan spoke with an implicitly resentful tone, "My lord, why don't we keep the White Bandage? This ship could easily serve as the flagship of the Patrol Fleet. Although we also have a Bronze Level demon energy ship, it certainly can't compare to the White Bandage."
"Although we've collected the undersea treasure, we're really not short of money."
"But ordering a demon energy ship from the shipyard on Gear Island is no easy task."
"So many people are placing orders, at least it will take half a year before they get to us."
The mention of undersea treasure made Hun Tong feel as if his heart had been cruelly stabbed.
He took in a cool breath and said slowly, "Even though we have the undersea treasure, there are too many places that need money."
"The entire new island almost needs to be rebuilt."
