Zhang Ziwen muttered under his breath, adjusting to the icy waters. This unpleasant situation was unavoidable; not everyone could board the gambling ship, and though Zhang Ziwen was well-known, he couldn't alert Li Sisi, who owned the ship. If he boarded the ship directly, she would inevitably find out, he had no choice but to endure and sneak aboard without her knowing. With someone as cunning as Li Sisi, he had no other option...
Zhang Ziwen glanced up at the massive ship. His body was back in peak condition. He grimly drew a deep breath, stealthily climbing upwards. He was quick, reaching the anchor in no time. He unwound the thin rope from his waist. A metal wire. Its end held a small claw. This versatile tool was not only for climbing cliffs but it also served another purpose: to kill.
