Bab 1138: Five Hundred Aurorean

The Silver Specter. The moment Xia Fei stepped onboard the warship, he could hear the sound of two men laughing raucously from the command deck.

"Don't you laugh at me. You haven't forgotten about that time you stole two Ice Dragon Fruits from master, causing that old man to go into such a blind rage he spent three whole years chasing after you, have you? It's a good thing you're quick, or else given my master's temper, you'd surely have your two legs broken or worse."

This voice was very familiar. When Xia Fei entered the command deck to look, he was greeted by the sight of Fuchen chatting with Ulan.

"Master Ulan, why have you run all the way here to where I'm at?" Xia Fei asked, curious. He had just bid this old man farewell earlier, but in the several minutes he took to return to the warship, he had met the botanist once more. Was this not a tad bit too soon for a reunion?