"Woo—"
The sharp sound of the whistle echoed repeatedly.
In the misty sea, the mist churned, as if a terrifying giant beast was about to emerge from it.
On the President No. 7 cruise ship, everyone wore a tense expression.
Only Liang Yuan and Han Xiangman remained calm.
However, Han Xiangman frequently glanced around. Although her expression did not change, her eyes revealed a hint of seriousness.
Obviously, she wasn't as relaxed and calm as she appeared on the surface.
"Mr. Liang, they're here!"
Liang Yuan nodded slightly, his expression indifferent, and said, "Go to the third-floor watchtower, ready to activate the Sealing Array at any time!"
"Understood!" Han Xiangman immediately nodded, leaping forward and quickly heading to the third-floor watchtower.
The Sealing Array was extremely complex; Liang Yuan didn't have the time to engrave it.
