A streak of light shot across the distant sky. A massive, pitch-black warship pierced through the clouds and came into view, a banner emblazoned with the Song Clan emblem flying high, as if announcing to the land that it had a new master.
"Changsheng." Dressed in black, practical attire, Song Lutong stood on the bow of the ship and waved to Song Changsheng.
"Uncle Tong," Song Changsheng waved back with a smile.
The warship rumbled as it descended, crushing a section of the forest and sending dust billowing into the air.
"COUGH, COUGH! Ptooey! Couldn't you have picked a better place to land? You got dust all over my face!" Song Lutong spat out a thick wad of phlegm. He leaped down from the Black Star Ship and immediately pulled Song Changsheng into a bear hug.
