Pan Ruiyi gazed into the distance and saw the same thing.
"A small boat," she said, "is following us..."
"We've been spotted, let's get moving." Xu Yang hurried to operate the yacht, increasing the horsepower.
They embarked on the return journey, using top speed, but were still caught up to. They heard the clattering sound of a steam engine; turning their heads, they saw two black boats charging towards the yacht from both left and right. On one boat stood three people, while only one was on the other. They emitted urgent shouts and whistles, seemingly trying to force the yacht to stop.
"What are they up to?" Pan Ruiyi looked around in shock, "Looking for death!"
"Robbery and part-time fishing," Xu Yang noticed their boats were equipped with fishing gear, nets, harpoons, and a variety of rudimentary firearms.
"Stop!" A dark, lean man with a red bandana on his head, standing on the edge of the boat, yelled at them. Xu Yang, however, remained focused on steering.
