"They saw you and came to save you..."
"It was God."
"You should be thanking God."
A hint of earnestness showed in the captain's eyes.
People who made their living at sea were bound to be a little superstitious.
Zhao Lei froze.
Then a bright smile spread across his face.
"Yeah."
He had already thanked God.
He had even made a promise to meet God again.
"I understand."
"I'll make sure to thank God properly."
"Thank you for letting you see my distress signal."
"And thank you for letting me come aboard."
"I'm grateful to both God and all of you."
"Thank you."
Zhao Lei bowed slightly.
"You're welcome, you're welcome."
The captain stepped aside. "Young people are always so polite."
"All right, I won't keep you chatting."
"You're here on vacation, right?"
"Can you tell?"
Zhao Lei froze.
"Of course."
"I can tell at a glance who's local and who's from out of town."
The captain looked proud.
"Go back to your hotel and wash up. Get some rest."
"You've had a tiring few days, haven't you?"
"Yeah."
He was very happy, too.
But after stepping off the boat, the voices around him reached his ears, and it felt as though everything had finally settled. Exhaustion surged over him.
He raised a hand and pressed it to his forehead.
A trace of fatigue showed in his eyes.
"Can you get back to your hotel on your own?"
The captain frowned.
"Or—"
"No, no need."
Zhao Lei smiled and waved his hand.
The captain and the others had only just returned and had plenty to do.
How could he impose on them when they were so busy?
"My hotel is nearby."
"Thank you."
Zhao Lei thanked them again.
"Well, I'll be going, then."
He suddenly remembered that he still