At two in the afternoon, when the sun should have been at its highest, the sky darkened at a visible pace. Heavy clouds cut off the sunlight from the sea, leaving only a hazy glow at the boundary between sea and sky.
Without direct sunlight, the air around the steel leviathan sailing across the ocean suddenly turned much cooler.
Not long after, a business jet pierced through the clouds. After making slight adjustments in midair, it dove toward the massive ship. The top deck became even busier, and the clamor from dozens of meters away could be heard clearly.
Whether it was the airflow stirred up by the jet or the sea wind taking the opportunity to rage, a cold gust suddenly swept across his face. Yue Qi shivered involuntarily, while his son, Yue Zheng, simply sneezed.
Both were dressed casually. Yue Qi still wore a long-sleeved shirt, while Yue Zheng wore only a pair of swim trunks, his upper body bare save for a towel draped over his shoulders for form's sake.
Earlier, Yue Zheng had been fooling around by the pool with the beautiful women sunbathing there, only to be forcibly dragged back by a "bodyguard." He was still resentful about it. If not for that sneeze, he might already have started arguing with the "bodyguard."
Of course, this "bodyguard" was not Old Liu, who had been by his father's side for over a decade, but some temporary hire assigned to him after they boarded this Luxury Cruise Ship.
Yue Zheng was already considering having Old Liu teach this temp a lesson and vent his anger for him.
The problem was that Old Liu, who had always looked after him, now stood behind his father like a clay statue, a wooden carving—nothing more than a breathing tool.
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