"Holy crap, who is this guy? How is he swimming faster than us?"
"Could he be the Sea God?"
"Damn, is all this diving gear just a joke?"
After less than half a minute in the water, Ye Qiu disappeared without a trace, leaving a group of students utterly stunned.
"So cool," Miao Feng whispered.
Almost simultaneously, on the other side, He Fan's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Although the signal through the diving suits was poor, He Fan couldn't clearly hear Miao Feng's words, but he could see her lovestruck gaze.
He Fan felt a surge of intense jealousy.
Why?
With his status, his position, chasing Miao Feng for so long without success, how could someone she met two or three days ago have succeeded?
Just as He Fan was about to explode with anger, Ye Qiu had already reached deeper waters.
After searching for nearly half an hour, he still hadn't found any trace of the Baxia descendant.
"This old turtle, won't it come out without some bait?"
