Jilin walked into the luxuriously appointed presidential suite inside the cruise ship.
Pushing open the door, he was immediately struck by the scene before him—in the very center of the room stood a massive floor-to-ceiling window, through which sunlight streamed onto the soft carpet, casting mottled patches of light and shadow.
He walked over to the window and pushed it open gently. Instantly, a fresh, slightly salty sea breeze rushed toward him like a rising tide, completely enveloping him.
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