A few days later, Chen Chen arrived at Walvis Bay once again.
This time, besides him and Cheng Cao, they were also accompanied by the local Namibian police chief, Maddaloni, and the captain of the Symphony of the Seas.
Chen Chen and his group got off the car on the dock and walked toward the large, mountainous ship that was not far away.
Under the cloudless clear sky, the huge cruise ship was still quietly moored by the dock. What was startling were the black burn marks from the explosions that were like scars on the body of the ship.
On the surface of the exquisite hull, they seemed exceptionally prominent.
"Mr. Chen Chen, this ship doesn't belong to me personally, but since the day she went out to sea, I've been her father. To me, she's just like my daughter…"
