Jia Fang's serpentine eyes stared at Shi Ming, glinting with interest.
"A fine young man. Full of drive."
"But today,"
"unless Da Yu himself comes, no one can save you."
Da Yu was far away in the Yinping Sea Region.
As a King-level Wandering Ship, a veritable city on the sea, its movements were restricted. It was impossible for it to arrive in person.
Jia Fang's confidence was well-founded.
This confidence stemmed not only from his status as an S-rank Awakened, but also from the General Trait of his General-level Wandering Ship, the Pharaoh: [Suppression]. It was an exceedingly simple and brutish passive ability: within a three-nautical-mile radius, all other Wandering Ships of General-level or lower would find it difficult to navigate, unable to draw near.
Only ferry craft could pass.
Any enemy ship wishing to attack the Pharaoh would have to open fire from beyond the three-nautical-mile perimeter.
Saving someone from aboard the Pharaoh was even more out of the question.
