Zhang He draped Zhang Bo's arm over his shoulder.
With his other hand supporting Zhang Bo, he quickly swam toward the boat.
Zhang Bo was completely drained.
His nose and throat both felt awful.
His mind was hazy, too.
But he tried to turn his face and forced his heavy eyelids open with all his strength.
He wanted to see the person who had saved his life.
But there was nothing on the surface of the sea except the ripples left by their passage, which were slowly fading away.
The sky was bright.
The sun was shining.
There was nothing blocking his view.
Yet he hadn't seen a thing.
"I scared Uncle half to death."
Zhang Bo felt a little embarrassed.
The accident had happened because he went swimming without warming up.
He'd also been a bit lazy.
And on top of that, he'd been impatient to get into the water.
"Ah He nearly cried."
Although that kid had denied it emphatically.
He probably hadn't realized that the corners of his eyes were red.
"Ah He felt really guilty, too."
"He said that if only he'd noticed sooner..."
Zhang Bo immediately smacked Zhang He's head.
He told him not to take the blame for everything.
They'd agreed to race.
Who wasn't completely focused during a race?
Who could keep their eyes on their opponent every second?
One moment of distraction could cost you the race.
"Besides, I'm fine."
Zhang Bo touched his throat.
The uncomfortable feeling had long since disappeared.
"I only swallowed a few mouthfuls of seawater."
"Thanks to that kind person."
"No."
Zhang Bo shook his head.
"I don't think the one who saved me... was a kind person."
"But rather—"
"A kind... monster."
"In other words, the Sea God from the legends."
"After I