Ola laughed: "This is a typical representative. With the title of marshal held by the founding father, Yi Xielun? Yang, the unwritten old rules of the Federal Navy."

"The descendants of the founding father?" Bai Yu said contemptuously.

"That's, a direct descendant, but unfortunately, a waste snack. It is said that he can't even tell the difference between the frigates and destroyers of the Federation, so you know why everyone always put you two together, right?" Ora said jokingly.

"Disgusting!" Bai Yu said, "Forget it, I'll ask Marshal Abeth about Helende in a while and go back. I'll vomit when I have dinner with these people."

Ola said lightly: "Marty Marshal Abeth is temporarily absent, as if he is on a business trip to another galaxy."

"It's a coincidence." Bai Yu became even more depressed.

"Speak for a little joy." Ora teased Baiyu: "Look at the high priests of Mimatal."

Bai Yu found that the chief high priest had finished his speech at this time. He walked to a group of high priests who were also wearing wide robes. All the high priests were in tears, multiplied by surprise and expressions of ecstasy. They lined up to the chief high priest, knelt down, and kissed the cover of the black book devoutly.

"Hehe, do you think they can smell the smell of blood cherry jam and your stinky socks in the book?" Ora teased.

"Nonsense, how could I smell my socks?" Bai Yu asked strangely.

Ola laughed: "Hahaha, you used to bookmark your unwashed socks as a temporary bookmark?"
Chapter completed!