At this moment, the waves gently lapped the cruise ship, rocking it slightly.
A cold wind blew from an unknown direction at sea, causing nearly everyone on board to shiver.
Song Yi trembled all over and instinctively tightened her grip on Tang Si's arm.
The wind kept blowing continuously, and Song Yi couldn't help but feel that the wind was inexplicable and very cold: "What... what happened to him?"
Even the sunlight was partially blocked by the clouds, casting shadows over the entire cruise ship.
Tang Si looked at the man, his gaze focused, and his voice calm: "He's dead."
Song Yi gasped in disbelief: "Wh...what?"
"Ah—!" A woman suddenly screamed.
Song Yi immediately looked back to the previous spot, and in the dim light highlighting the woman's face, she screamed and left her seat.
She stumbled over a chair, filled with panic.
