The person who came from the Mingyuan was the thin man Proto. He stood at the door with a gloomy face, looking at Chen Senran who was walking out of it, with an unstoppable resentment in his eyes.

"Oh, hey, Proto, what wind blows you?" Chen Senran seemed to have no sense of the malice in Proto's eyes at all, and hugged him with a smile, "Oh, by the way, I'm really sorry about what happened last night. I drank too much, but fortunately nothing happened in the end, right?"

"The captain asked you to rush to the reception center as fast as possible." Proto didn't answer Chen Senran's words at all. He finished speaking as fast as possible and turned around and left.

He was very angry.

He also had every reason to be angry and resentful.

He messed up what happened last night, but he was unable to find Chen Senran in the end. Instead, he let the damn little fishman steal Planck's limelight and completely destroy Planck's plan.

Although Planck did not really throw him into the sea to feed the sharks, Planck removed him from his position as a sailor after returning to the ship and did not say a word.

He fell out of favor. If Chen Senran's arrival was the beginning of his beginning to lose Planck's trust, then now he was completely replaced by Chen Senran.

He Proto is finished.

He closed the door and heard the sound of the mountain.

"He's angry." Graves lit a cigar and squinted his eyes and laughed in the rising smoke.

"I can understand." Chen Senran nodded with an empathetic expression, "At the time, do you have the fastest carriage to reach that reception center?"

"There happens to be one." Graves laughed even happier. He pushed open the door and snapped his fingers outside.

The next moment, a car pulled by a thin horse ran over.

"Red Lightning, Blue Flame Island is the fastest." Graves stretched out his hand and introduced to Chen Senran solemnly.

He has bought the right to run since he had been riding this carriage once last time.

Now, the red lightning is his private car.

"Old place, Tom." Graves led Chen Senran into the carriage and snapped his fingers again.

"I am willing to serve you." The old coachman raised his horse whip and the sound of horse hooves flew.

Red Lightning is worthy of being the fastest Blue Flame Island, almost in the blink of an eye. It took Chen Senran to the long-standing Bilgewater reception center.

It can be regarded as a revisiting place.

"It seems that something good is waiting for you." Graves flapped the ashes from the cigar and lifted up the curtains.

Outside the curtain of the car, Planck was already standing there before the ancient house, behind him, a large group of guards with neat equipment and strict teams.

"I think it's annoying." Chen Senran smiled and took the little fishman Fitz to Planck without any hesitation.

"Hey, my dear Captain, did you sleep well last night?"

"I slept so well." Planck also smiled. He looked at Chen Senran and the little fishman Fitz who were walking towards him without any strange smile. "Especially when I saw our great hero Fitz, I would be even better."

He pronounced the three words "Great Hero" very heavily, as if he hoped that Chen Senran could notice something.

But Chen Senran shouted exaggeratedly as if he hadn't noticed anything and said to the little fishman: "Oh, Fitz, did you hear it? The captain is praising you, this is a supreme honor."

"Actually, it's nothing." Fitz touched his head embarrassedly just right.

Planck was silent, and looked at the two people singing and talking, and narrowed their eyes.

"Okay, Jack, there is something important to hand over to you in such a hurry to call you here."

"Oh, you can give me whatever instructions, I can serve you anytime." Chen Senran no longer stimulated Planck.

He knew Planck was a man with strong self-control, but he could not guarantee that a crazy middle-aged man would not do anything irrational.

"You also know that we are going to form an alliance with Ionia. Barr, who was in charge of their safety a few days ago, had some minor problems. I recommended you to Father Ferguson. Don't let me down." Planck changed his tone and became serious, and he patted Chen Senran's shoulder like a good boss, "I'll leave it to you here, do it well."

"Oh, OK." Chen Senran was photographed for some reason.

He didn't know anything, he only knew that there was a large group of people standing behind him.

Then…what?

But Planck had already left, and he walked very fast, and he did not give Chen Senran the chance to stop him.

Isn't this some kind of revenge?

"Are you the new person in charge?" Before Chen Senran could figure out the situation, a young and mature voice called him.

This sound...

It sounds a bit familiar.

Chen Senran immediately searched in his mind and moved the sound to one of the three ninjas in the whizzing night before.

Furious Heart Kenan?

It seems... I'm really involved in something fun.

"Yes, respectful and violent heart, I think we have met." Chen Senran adapted very quickly. He bowed appropriately and greeted him freely.

"Very good." Kennan nodded, not knowing what he was saying was good.

He asked a question and ignored Chen Senran, but turned around and entered the old mansion.

He walked through the rather dark aisle and came to the hall with the broken statue of the sea god.

"It's ready, go." Kennan said to the other two ninjas in the hall.

"It seems that someone has changed?" Akali asked, looking outside.

"Yes, it was the person from that day." Kennan nodded and responded.

"The person who is with Yasuo? Then he..." Akali remembered the swordsman in the wind that day, with some doubts in her tone.

"Anyway, they are all irrelevant characters. The most important thing now is to escort the elders back safely." Shen, who stood aside and didn't say anything, interrupted Akali's words.

"Well, go and help the elder out." Kennan no longer continued the previous topic. He seemed a little worried.

He must also be worried. The war in Ionia rekindled. They came to form an alliance but were sniped by the Noxus people. Although they repelled the invading enemy, the core character of the alliance, Elder Roger, was seriously injured.

Not to mention the failure of the alliance, if Elder Rogge dies alone, it will be enough to cause the upper group that Ionia finally united again to fall apart.

So this time the escort is very important, and no mistakes can happen.

"Go." Akali interrupted his contemplation.

"good."

Target, Pier 3.

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At the same time.

The door of another inconspicuous house on Blue Flame Island.

A gray and rustic carriage is ready to go.

"Miss, go. Pier 3 is already urging you." Old Du said softly and closed the door of the house heavily.

"Yeah." Annie looked at the sky of Blue Flame Island with some reluctance.

Xiao Sensen. You must be fine.

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After Chen Senran went out in Ionia, he finally understood his mission this time.

Safely escort them to Pier 3 and welcome a new distinguished guest from Ionia.

Safe escort?

Even the people behind me may not be able to direct the movement.

I only heard their neat and well-organized steps, and no one said anything to them from beginning to end.

Chen Senran knew that he was a commander who was a barely-stop commander.

Fortunately, no accidents happened along the way. It was hard to worry about the people of Aonia.

Chen Senran, along the way, more than a hundred people sneaking guards around him. I think it was the ninja troops hiding in the dark.

The carriage entered Pier 3. Chen Senran followed and suddenly heard the crisp sound of horse hooves coming from behind.

"Who is it?" Chen Senran vaguely felt that something seemed to be very familiar with.

"It's nothing, it's just a carriage. Maybe it's going to sea too." Little fishman Fitz glanced at the gray and simple carriage and vaguely saw the firm back of an old coachman.

Not far away, a three-masted sailboat, covered in gray and as simple as that carriage.

"Oh..." Chen Senran nodded, but felt that he seemed to have missed something.

What have you missed?

"Old Du, what sounds outside?" Anne hugged Tibos in her arms tiredly. The solemn steps and the sound of horse hooves made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's nothing, it seems to be a member of the self-management committee." Lao Du turned his head and looked at the team not far away.

The neat musketeer and a young man riding a horse.

The person's back seems a little familiar?

Illusion, probably.
To be continued...