The huge ferry's passengers were only four now. They got rid of the bodies and cleaned the hellish room, and now, the ferry seemed empty and quiet. However, the four people were happily gathered in the ferry's kitchen.
"Come on! We should have another cup to celebrate that we're still alive!" Zhou Chunlei, who was less than 20 years old, had an outgoing and enthusiastic personality. He couldn't even contain his excitement when Zhan Guangyuan led them to the kitchen. Although the food wouldn't last them for more than three days, he was still excited as he hadn't eaten for a lot of days.
Zhan Guangyuan passed a cup of wine to Chu Han. "I'll do it first."
Chu Han wanted to lift the cup of wine to make a toast, but Zhan Guangyuan took it and drank it!
"There's not much wine, and you should drink less," Zhan Guangyuan, who wasn't laughing since the start, finally revealed his relaxed side and enjoyed the pleasant atmosphere Zhou Chunlei had created.
