"What are the orders?"
Ning Fan stated without turning his head, "Kill!"
"Hehe..."
Looking at the distant gigantic battle ship, Vivian's eyes glimmered with golden light, "I wonder what treasures might be on board?"
"Mr. Ning."
Upon seeing Ning Fan's arrival, Sangganda was somewhat surprised.
"I'm feeling a bit uneasy."
Ning Fan whispered, "Later on, don't address me as mister; just consider me one of the villagers."
He had already advised the villagers, leaving only Sangganda unaware.
"That might trouble you, sir."
Ning Fan shook his head, took a step back, and stood behind Sangganda.
The battle ship, being massive, wouldn't easily dock at an unfamiliar harbor, and this one showed no intention to approach either.
At this point, the ship had anchored about two hundred meters away from the coast.
Then a team of five flew over from the ship.
In the center of the five-person team was a middle-aged mage holding a magic wand,
