We held hands as we surveyed the small space. There was a porthole that allowed us to peer out at sea. The ship was moving fast, and in a few moments, it was clear as day, a shadowy spot in the distance was our island.
I sighed. "How did he do it? How did he manage to hide such a large thing in the hall?"
I looked around and felt that we were in a large cabin.
Jing Tian didn't say anything. He held my hand and walked around the room carefully. He touched every corner of the room and looked at it carefully but didn't say anything.
I was bored to death. I let him hold my hand and admired this man, who was covered in blood and had a pale and stern face. Yet, I was full of joy.
He was right. It would be fine as long as the two of us were together. I didn't care where we were.
Even when I realized Tong Zhuo was watching us, it didn't affect my mood. He could watch all he wanted.
