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In the starry sky, fleets are passing through.

Compared with the hundreds of giant starships in the past.

Only about half of the fleet returned home.

It is equivalent to half of the monks perished in the battle with the Sin Pit.

And among the half of the monks who died, 80% were cannon fodder recruited by the Xia family.

In a Xia family's main ship, Jun Xiaoyao was being treated politely by the elders of the Xia family.

Even the supreme leader of the Xia family asked the elders of the Xia family to treat Jun Xiaoyao as the most distinguished guest.

"Without the help of the young master, we would not have been able to rescue the second young lady so smoothly."

"That's right. The young master is truly a god. His strength puts me and other older generations to shame."

Elder Wang, the sage of the Xia family, blushed and sighed.

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead.

The current younger generation of saints are stronger than the older generation of saint kings.

This made them really ashamed.

"No, elders, you don't have to be like this." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly, with a calm temperament and neither arrogance nor impatience.

This magnanimity and strength made the Xia family elders present shine in their eyes.
Chapter completed!