Chapter 441 Another Possibility

Terrian walked into the meeting area.

There was no light music symbolizing high society, nor was it in a fancy banquet hall. It was merely a reception room under the port authority, and the receiving personnel were representatives from the military—several faces were vaguely familiar to him.

He had dealt with them in recent years.

Lister rose to greet the "great pirate" who entered the room.

"I'm sorry, our conditions are limited at this time," the defense commander extended his hand, his tone apologetic, "On such short notice, this is the best we can offer in terms of reception."