At this moment, the yacht of the Golden Buddha had already entered the territorial waters of Huaxia.
The sea was as smooth as blue velvet, with hardly a ripple.
The yacht parted the waves on the sea surface, appearing exceedingly tranquil.
On one side of the deck, Wu Hai, a lackey of Yan Wuxin, was holding a cell phone, sending messages on the deck.
He pretended to be filming the seascape but continuously edited and sent out text messages.
Suddenly, a large hand snatched the cell phone from Wu Hai's hand.
Wu Hai shuddered in fright.
He turned around and saw Yan Wuxin's expressionless face.
"What are you doing?"
Yan Wuxin said coldly, the chilling intent in his eyes piercingly cold.
"I…I was just watching the sea."
Wu Hai tried to look innocent.
One of his hands discreetly pulled out the dagger from behind his waist.
"Watching the sea?"
Yan Wuxin sneered as he lifted the cell phone in his hand.
"I've had my eye on you for a while now, knowing you were up to no good."
