For half a second, as her gaze fell upon the distant surface of the sea, Milady couldn't even comprehend what she was seeing.
The deep blue waves, ever-rising and folding upon the great sea, now churned more violently. It was as if a mother's hand, rocking a cradle, had suddenly grown forceful, tossing the Night Castle and the distant lifeboat back and forth, leaving one's mind in a slight daze.
While the others had been talking, Dao Mingke had been pulled from the sea onto the lifeboat, and the small party was now heading for the Night Castle. But the waves between them were like countless overlapping mountain ranges. No matter how high the lifeboat climbed, it seemed it could never surmount those peaks, never escape the eyes that watched it unblinkingly from the mists behind.
