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Perhaps the group above had already notified Dean Baihe in advance, otherwise, considering the short distance between the family residence and the White Tower First Torch Academy, even if the fifteen unfamiliar Torch Warships had only appeared for mere tens of seconds, it would have been ample time for him to arrive.
Aside from bewilderment and fear, John Tros was filled with intense reluctance. It was only a few more months until he could extend his life, continue his search for a breakthrough in the vast Starry Sea.
Amidst his strong unwillingness to give up, John Tros tentatively sent a communication request to the two cruisers above.
Aboard the Furious Lion, Song Mingsong, who had intended to accept the call, ultimately withdrew his hand under Bai Xiuqin's stern gaze.
On the other side, aboard the Mountain, Song Shan accepted the communication.