Chapter 581 Even Dogs Won’t Eat the Fruit of XX

The next day, Academy Port.

The NEO warship slowly docked and lined up with the Sword warship that was about to set sail. Several familiar figures jumped up and onto the deck of Sword's warship.

"Smorg, long time no see!"

The man who led the team squatted on the turret, opened his palms, and the clay flowed down between his fingers, condensing into a stringed clay puppet that resembled Smoker.

“We will cooperate with you in this confidential operation.

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