Imperial Third Legion Ship Inspection Center.
A line of warships slowly landed at the signal from the receiving station and drove into the testing station in an orderly manner.
After docking, the hatch opened and a group of people got off the ship one after another.
The man walking in front was wearing a straight military uniform, and his simple steps still gave off a textbook-like sense of standard demonstration.
The man at the back had grown his hair a little longer during the long journey, and it fluttered faintly in the breeze. There was a hint of smile in his narrow eyes, and his gaze was always on the man in front of him. He seemed to be respectful, but there was a faint chilling aura around him.
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