Her vision was narrow, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.
As her thoughts were about to sink into darkness, she scratched her arm painfully—she couldn't fall at this moment; Bo Yeyuan and Qiye were still waiting for her. Wasting even a second could cost them their lives.
She didn't believe they were gone just like that!
Li Qiyu pressed the reverse button, the speedboat turned back, and she grabbed the rope at the stern to pull it. Without any force pulling from the other end, she knew Bo Yeyuan had cut the rope on his side, but she was unwilling to give up.
She kept pulling until finally, only an empty half-cut rope remained...
"Bo Yeyuan—"
The vast, boundless sea.
Li Qiyu's lips trembled with cold. She navigated back to the area where the cruise ship had sunk. The gradually calming sea only had a few scattered floating objects, as if the hurricane had never passed.
"Tiankong—"
