The sunset melted into the sea, and night began to fall.
A gentle breeze stirred the waves, causing ripples to shimmer on the surface of the water.
At this moment, the surroundings of the yacht were steeped in twilight, save for the flickering candlelight at the dining table casting a hazy glow.
Li Qiao ate her steak leisurely, the tender meat enhancing her appetite.
After consuming a couple of bites, she looked across at the man opposite her through the intermittent candlelight, "Master Yan, why did you suddenly decide to go out to sea?"
"To clear my mind," Shang Yu replied, cutting his steak with elegance, arching his eyebrows lazily, and smiling faintly as he added, "Since there's no progress with the experiment, it might as well be a good idea to sail out for inspiration."
