"Another ship has followed, made of iron sheets—it looks like a fishing vessel that's been modified."
Upon hearing the scout's report, Lu Ping'an sighed, feeling increasingly uninterested.
"Fire two warning shots. If they don't leave, sink them." This wasn't the first time he'd issued such an order, and it likely wouldn't be the last.
Although he could understand their actions, it didn't mean Lu Ping'an would show mercy. After all, this had never been about personal grudges to begin with.
The arrival of a fleet on the scale of Lu Ping'an's naturally attracted widespread attention.
The ships that had previously disrupted Eastern Country's sea routes and blocked interventions in the region from certain powers were now a given. Now even sentinel units and formal military forces from neighboring states seemed to have trailed along.
At the very least, they wanted to know the fleet's trajectory.
