Lu Mingyu's gaze swept across the sea, and he said faintly, "Your turtle shell will return to the ocean if you don't react quickly."
Qin Yitan was shocked by the truth. He did not understand what Lu Mingyu meant. "Turtle shell?"
"Your tent is about to sink into the sea," Wen Jian said.
Qin Yitan finally realized what was going on. He ran to the beach, but the best time for rescue had passed. The distance between the tent and the shore was too far for him to take it back.
He had never expected that the 'evidence' that he had been trying to keep would cause him to lose his tent.
It was only the second day. How was Qin Yitan going to get through the following days without a tent?
Lu Mingyu commented, "You can use the ground as your bed and the sky as your blanket. This is a rare opportunity. It's not something that normal people can enjoy."
Qin Yitan furrowed his eyebrow so hard that his forehead wrinkled.
