Footsteps hurried through the stairwell.
One after another, people rushed out of the dormitory entrance.
At this point, no one cared about whether their clothes were neat or not—buttons misaligned, shoelaces tied askew, and one even dashed out in pajamas, hastily throwing on a coat.
Jia, who had already been asleep, woke up with alertness, listening intently to the sounds around him, then parted the curtains to look downstairs, spotting several familiar figures.
It must be no small matter for these big shots to react so intensely at two in the morning—was there a change in the sea?
"Tsk, what exactly did the boss do?"
Feng Yi hadn't explained in detail last night. Jia only knew that Feng Yi had taken a stroll on the seabed, but what he did was still unknown.
However, one thing was for certain: whatever Feng Yi did, it hadn't yet been connected to them. Otherwise, their entire dorm building would have been surrounded by now.
