Chen Xuan turned and walked toward the door. With every step, he felt his blood boiling a little more.
Heifa and House—even he could not help but feel a deep sense of dread.
Stepping out of the cabin, Chen Xuan noticed that the weather had changed. Heavy, dark clouds were gathering over the sea, with lightning flickering within them. A violent storm was imminent. The oppressive black clouds seemed to weigh down on the ship, and the air was heavy with an intense, stifling tension.
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