Young Master Yuan finally gave in. After the two discussed the details, they hung up.
As soon as Mo Qiong heard the call disconnect, he quickly exited the game and made Steve disappear.
He leaned against the railing and looked at the many people laughing and fooling around on the deck below. His expression inevitably grew solemn.
"What do you mean, the method is relatively brutal?"
Mo Qiong looked at the boundless sea around the cruise ship. This was the High Seas, with no islands nearby. The ship was still a long way from the nearest port—at least a full day away.
Under these circumstances, what method could the middle-aged man have meant by sending people aboard?
It certainly wouldn't be gentle or polite.
"These people fear the Blue White Society and absolutely refuse to confront it directly."
"From the way they spoke, avoiding Blue White Society personnel and hiding so the Blue White Society couldn't find them seemed perfectly reasonable. They're so cowardly, yet somehow so unapologetic about it..."
"If that's the case, once these people board the ship, they'll definitely kill Che Yun immediately, to prevent her from asking the Blue White Society for help and causing them to send people over quickly to pursue them."
"No... If they think there are other Outsider Personnel aboard, they might very well choose to kill everyone!"
At that thought, Mo Qiong was shocked. Damn, I'm getting caught in the crossfire.
Putting everything else aside, these people definitely had guns, right? Mo Qiong didn't think he could withstand a bullet.
For his ability to shoot a bullet away, he had to exert force on it before it came close. Once the bullet struck his skin, it would be too late.
Given the bullet's hardness and speed, even if Mo Qiong assigned