Xie Ming was trapped in the cellar, and heard the chaotic footsteps outside fading into the distance.
The distant seawater surged, and he silently calculated the time of the high tide in his heart.
He desperately shouted and screamed, furiously ramming into the cellar's walls.
He wanted to find a way out for himself, willing to give up all his wealth if only someone would save him.
Rather, everyone outside had already been withdrawn by Xie Yuan.
This place was personally chosen by Xie Ming, far from any human habitation.
The area was so complex and convoluted, without a guide, it was virtually impossible to find.
No matter how he screamed himself hoarse, or how his body battered against the walls until bloody, no one came.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Ming felt a dampness at his feet.
Touching the ground, he realized the tide had begun to rise.
Time wasn't on his side, and if he didn't figure out a way to save himself, he was going to drown alive in this place.
