Nestled in Shen He's arms, she endured his deep, drunken kiss.
'He must be drunk.'
He fell into a deep sleep in the middle of the night.
Yu Zhizhi lay with her eyes wide open. Her heart pounded at the thought of her escape plan.
When the appointed time arrived, the sky was still dark. She quietly slipped out of bed, put on a windproof, white-hooded robe, and pushed open the door to leave.
The ship was utterly silent.
With the night watch sigils active, the soldiers could all get a good night's sleep.
Yu Zhizhi slowly walked onto the deck. She reached the bow and heard the deep, rhythmic crash of the waves. In the distance, the town of Black Tide resembled a great beast fallen into a deep slumber.
She could occasionally see a few scattered lights.
'Sensen told me to come here before dawn...'
'I wonder, will he come himself, or will he send someone to see me off?'
