An Xiaoning expressed assent. No. 8 scurried toward her and exclaimed, "Sis, those motorboat drivers are here."
She looked over to see that it was indeed so.
They were striding toward them aggressively with the drivers taking the lead.
They glowered at her as if they were dying to devour her.
"Wretched lass, I've finally found you!" Holding an iron rod in his hand, the man hollered at the bystanders, "What are all of you looking at? Scram!"
The bunch of cowardly onlookers hurriedly got back onto the cruise ship and left.
The teenager's mother began to waver and lose her composure, feeling a sudden urge to leave too.
"Hey, lunkhead, what are you trying to do?" An Xiaoning taunted, raising her chin and staring at the leader.
"Who are you calling lunkhead?"
