441 Small Goal

"Look at the trouble you've gotten me into," Tang Mo said, feigning a look of utter distress as he saw Nangong Hong.

Nangong Hong was also a landlubber; he couldn't even swim. His complexion, upon returning to Brunas from Hotwind Port, was no better than that of soldiers who had just disembarked on Dongwan Island.

Struggling to maintain the image of a suave gentleman, Nangong Hong swallowed his saliva in secret and squeezed out a smile to respond, "To accomplish great things, one naturally must endure some hardships, right? Master."

Having pledged his allegiance to Tang Mo, it was only natural that he needed an address for him. After a bit of inquiry, he chose one that, to his ears, sounded somewhat embarrassing for Tang Mo.

"I saw you expanding your troops at Hotwind Port; it looks like you've already started preparing plans," Nangong Hong said, still feeling the subtle sway of the ship even while sitting on a sofa.