Two days later, Shen Xixi stood on the deck, gazing at the land gradually disappearing from view in the distance.
The man in the floral shirt had just finished checking the route and stepped out of the captain's cabin as well.
"I looked over your medical report. Everything else seemed fine, but you looked somewhat mentally exhausted. Have you been too busy lately?"
"Yeah. My team and I had been driving all over the place for the past month and a half, with barely any rest." Shen Xixi took a cup of hot coffee from the man in the floral shirt.
"Then you can get some proper rest now. This voyage will probably be a long one," said the man in the floral shirt. "Of course, if you get bored and want some entertainment, you're always welcome in my room."
"Thanks, but I don't need any entertainment," Shen Xixi replied.
"Though I'd known all along that you were using me, I still hadn't expected you to turn on me so quickly. The moment you boarded, your attitude toward me visibly cooled. It really hurts. No matter how nicely you put it, I took on a lot of pressure to get you aboard. Not everyone on this ship is as magnanimous as I am, willing to forgive what you did in that valley that night."
"Whatever. I didn't come aboard to make friends." Shen Xixi paused before continuing, "Instead of standing there complaining, why don't you tell me the plan from here on out? You said it had to be kept secret while we were on land, but we're at sea now. You can tell me, can't you?"
"Of course. You're a member of the Deep Sea Hunters now, after all. It's a perfectly reasonable request." The man in the floral