Ronan had never gone out to sea in his life...
An obvious lie. But sailing into the ocean like a "normal person" and personally experiencing a struggle against raging waves was indeed a first for him.
Yes, instead of enjoying the leisurely nighttime fishing Zhang Yingying had promised, he had run into a sudden gale and towering waves on the South Pacific Ocean.
Perhaps because night had not fully fallen yet?
Out on the vast sea, once a ship encountered wind and waves, its stability was generally proportional to its size. If it were a luxury liner like the Emerald Light, ordinary Force 7 or 8 winds and seven- or eight-meter waves would be nothing.
But Ronan was currently aboard a semi-leisure yacht... albeit a large one. This expensive toy was relatively slender, nearly a hundred meters long, with a deck only around fifteen meters above the waterline. Every rise and fall between the waves made it seem as if it were about to plunge straight into the sea.
In weather and sea conditions like these, even a yacht offered no comfort whatsoever. Without a safety line, one would be playing human bowling inside the cabin.
Especially since it was still traveling at a full forty knots. Beneath the howling wind and enormous waves, it was practically flying from one crest to the next, maintaining a fragile balance amid violent turbulence.
And Ronan stood right at the bow, on the front line of the vessel's tug-of-war with the waves. He braced his arms on the deck railing like a tourist admiring the ocean view, letting tons of seawater sweep across him head-on.
The pose was a little pretentious, but the body he had here was only one of water vapor. Even if it were completely scattered, it would not matter.