Hearing the cursing and the gradually slowing footsteps behind him, Pello realized that he had only pressed the button for the third floor elevator. However, by his calculations, with Hang Yishao's temperament, he surely wouldn't risk continuing to use the elevator and risk falling behind.
Just as they were about to reach the ground floor, Pello held his breath, accelerating once more as he took the final few steps, crossing onto the deck where the fresh sea breeze greeted him. The air, filled with the scent of the sea, seemed to carry a hint of dust.
No sooner had Pello steadied himself than he saw Su Ziceng standing by the stairway entrance, looking towards the beach. Without a second thought, he embraced her. She didn't struggle, and no one on the deck showed any surprise at Pello's appearance.
