Ye Yuan floated in the sea, his gaze fixed solemnly on the distance.
He had already searched all the nearby waters with his perception.
Other than discovering a sunken yacht, he had found no clues related to Xu Hang.
He swiftly arrived at the silent yacht wreck.
Judging from the extent of the damage to its hull,
the yacht must have suffered a terrifying attack before.
Otherwise, the hull would not have been damaged so severely.
Although Ye Yuan was not some military enthusiast,
he could tell at a glance
that this yacht had definitely endured a fierce assault, or it would not have ended up like this.
Through his observations, he discovered that the yacht had likely been sunk only recently.
Otherwise, its hull would not have been so clean.
His perception probed deep into the yacht's interior.
Aside from some everyday supplies, he found nothing else.
On the contrary, among some documents that had been eroded by seawater and become blurred,
he could occasionally see that many of the documents aboard had been labeled in Chinese.
With that, Ye Yuan became even more certain.
This should have been the vessel Xu Hang and the others had taken before.
Now that he had found the ship, where were Xu Hang and the others?
Ye Yuan had not found a single corpse inside the yacht.
That meant Xu Hang and the others had already left the yacht before it sank.
And judging from the yacht's damage, Ye Yuan deduced that they must have come under attack earlier.
With those conclusions, pirates were the first thing Ye Yuan thought of.
But if it had been pirates,
they should have contacted the families for ransom after capturing hostages.
Yet neither Old Xu nor Zhao Xirui had received such a call.
But if