Chapter 179: Three-Core Drive

ned docked in the harbor, and people stood solemnly on the shore.On the deck of the Cotton Lan, Brito was delivering a heartfelt speech.This is the traditional funeral of the Ghost Fleet, a ship buria...as so frightened that she lost her composure and wept for three hours straight, unable to calm down.You guys shouldn't stay here all day either.Finally, I had no choice but to slap her twice.Well.It g...