Feng Jun and Red Sister kept talking, but their hands were swift. After knocking out the three people whose Divine Souls had been attacked, they quietly made for the deck.
To keep anyone from searching his belongings away, Feng Jun had thrown his Storage Pouches and the like into the Phone Plane. All he had left was a tiny Storage Ring—Yu Meiren's, still dull and inconspicuous. No one had taken it.
The other side had left his phone in the villa, but he had no shortage of phones or power banks in any of his Storage Pouches now. Some phones even had SIM cards acquired through unknown channels.
He took out a phone and was just about to assess the situation nearby when he suddenly noticed the engine noise gradually decreasing.
"The ship is stopping," Red Sister whispered into his ear. "How did you know this was the best time to make a move?"
"Just a coincidence," Feng Jun answered softly. This works out well too. It'll save me a Soul-Search Talisman.
The catamaran had barely come to a stop when another ship appeared in the distance. It looked like a fishing vessel.
The fishing vessel belched black smoke as it chugged over. At that moment, the cruise ship finally discovered that the cameras in the cabin holding the captives had failed, and someone began calling for the three guards.
Feng Jun sent out his Divine Sense and knocked out the remaining eight people aboard the ship. Then his figure flashed, and he vanished.
When the fishing vessel came within about half a nautical mile, it began calling the cruise ship, only to find no response from this side.
As they wondered what was going on, they felt an invisible pressure descend from the sky and immediately passed out.
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