Meanwhile, Huo Zhenyang had already taken young master Liu out of the cabin. He skirted the crowd, turned a corner, and with several quick steps, ascended to the second floor of the yacht, heading straight to the foremost deck.
The guests on the yacht were all gathered on the first floor.
There were very few guests on the second floor, and the bow deck was completely deserted!
"You—what are you going to do—don't be reckless—" Young master Liu, blasted by the fierce sea breeze, came to his senses.
Huo Zhenyang, expressionless, approached the railing and let go with a flick of his fingers.
Young master Liu let out a wretched scream and fell directly from the second-floor deck into the sea!
The screams were drowned out by the revelry and music of the guests on the first floor.
Moreover, the spot where young master Liu fell was a blind spot under the yacht, totally unnoticed by anyone.
