The powerful collision sounds were incessant. The wooden hull of the ship groaned underwater. Liu Zhenhan and Helen saw more than a dozen panda sailors raising their enormous fishing spears, aiming at the water and cursing continuously.
In the cabin, several children who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen, their heads covered by white straw hats, were peeking out while clinging to the door frame. Some of the panda sailors waved at them to go back inside the cabin.
"I have a very bad feeling about this." Liu Zhenhan told Helen.
Helen shrugged off his hand and walked directly to the railing. She stretched her neck to take a look below and nearly fell over.
Beneath the water's surface, innumerable tiger heads emerged. With their hanging eyebrows and white eyes, each one was marked with a character for "king" on their forehead. If not tiger shark, then who?
Liu Zhenhan's eyes were also wide open in shock.
