Although this news was not as exciting as the return of the Federation fleet, it was still good news. He then went to the coast and met with important figures from the main ships of various countries.

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On the shore, inside a wooden shed.

"You mean your commander-in-chief led the fleet to pursue that unknown fleet?" Clemento's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds in the sky.

The others also looked extremely grim. Federich crossed his arms, his face cold, while Lucat frowned as he stared at Pam.

Panm said expressionlessly, "Judging from the direction they came from, there is a high probability that it is the Yan Kingdom fleet, but we cannot be completely sure."

Before he could finish speaking, Clemento's face flushed red. He slammed his hand on the table and roared:

"Wasn't it planned to be a joint operation? Why did you move out on your own before we even regrouped!"

"Have you forgotten the lessons learned from your last failure?"

Pam stood ramrod straight, showing no fear in the face of Clemento's anger, and instead said in a deep voice:

"Our Federation fleet only obeys Commander-in-Chief Edman. Whatever orders the commander gives, we will carry them out."

"You can ask the commander in person after he returns with the fleet."

"But you should know that we have been waiting for you on Chalmers Island for a very long time, almost a month!"

"You've been delayed for far too long. What exactly are you doing?"

After those words were spoken, the atmosphere became tense and confrontational.

Clement clenched his fists, trying his best to calm his anger, while Federich glared at Lucate, his eyes seemingly spitting fire.

Lucate avoided his gaze, looked at the sea, and said:

"So when will your fleet be able to return?"