"Qian Qian, where are you?" Fu Sinian muttered to himself.
"Young Master Fu, the waves are getting stronger and stronger. Why don't you go back to the cabin to rest first?" Jiang Feng walked unsteadily to the captain's cabin and said to Fu Sinian.
"Jiang Feng, if I had arrived an hour earlier, I wouldn't have lost Qian Qian again." Fu Sinian's tone was filled with self-reproach.
"Young Master Fu, don't worry. We will definitely find Young Madam. She will definitely be fine."
Fu Sinian's heart ached as if it was being twisted by a knife. He silently prayed that this storm would pass quickly.
Suddenly, the ship's communication equipment rang.
Fu Sinian immediately answered the walkie-talkie.
"Young Master Fu, we found traces of Arthur! We're on this island now. There are traces of a fight on the island, and there are also Bliss' people, but they're all dead."
"Send me the coordinates!"
"Yes!"
