Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
At noon that day, Luo Yan stood on the deck and spotted his destination in the distance.
East Welcome Island.
This was the last stop within the territorial waters. After leaving East Welcome Island, they would enter the High Seas.
By then, the Pearl would be handed over to Freedom Wings' naval fleet, while the Strategic Affairs Department's escort fleet would return to Feiyun Port.
As Zhu Hu stood beside Luo Yan with his arms folded, preparing to disembark, he suddenly sensed something and turned around. A small figure was squeezing her way over.
Tong Xin.
She came to Zhu Hu's side, lifted her rosy little face, and tugged at his pants.
Zhu Hu looked helpless and could only squat down. "What is it?"
"Uncle, I heard you're getting off the ship here?" Tong Xin asked, tilting her head.
Zhu Hu nodded. "That's right."
Tong Xin lowered her head. "Uncle saved Xin Xin, but Xin Xin hasn't had time to thank you yet."
Zhu Hu shook his head. "You already thanked my master. That's enough. There's no need to trouble yourself."
Tong Xin raised her little face and shook her head. "That won't do."
"That's different."
She took out a folded sheet of paper. "This is Xin Xin's thank-you gift. I originally planned to finish it in a few days before giving it to you."
"Since you're getting off the ship here, I can only give it to you first."
Zhu Hu looked pained and was about to refuse when Luo Yan spoke.
"Take it."
Zhu Hu had no choice but to accept it. "What is it?"
"A drawing."
Tong Xin pointed at her nose. "I drew it, but I haven't had time to color it yet."
Zhu Hu unfolded it.