Yellow Sea. Yushui Hao.
On the deck, the crew watched the fishing boat sitting on the surface at a bizarre angle.
Any experienced sailor knew.
If this happened, everyone knew what the fishing boat had encountered.
Precisely because they understood it too well, they all looked at Ye Yuan, who was still resting in his rocking chair with his eyes closed, in disbelief.
"Eldest Brother, don't tell me you're really a fortune-teller? Your words are way too accurate. Were your lips blessed or something?"
Although Ma Hua was mostly joking.
Not a single crew member thought he was actually kidding.
This was fucking unbelievable, wasn't it?
They had just made a bet with him. Had it even been ten minutes?
And that fishing boat had already sunk.
If anyone said it had nothing to do with Ye Yuan, they would never believe it.
But if it did have something to do with Ye Yuan...
What exactly had Ye Yuan done?
After all, when the fishing boat ran into trouble.
Ye Yuan had been so weak he could barely move. This was just too bizarre.
Some of the more perceptive men even began to break out in cold sweat.
Without realizing it, fear entered their eyes when they looked at Ye Yuan.
Leaving aside how the crew viewed Ye Yuan.
The radio on Ye Yuan's body crackled at that moment:
"Captain, that fishing boat has sent out a distress signal. They hope we can go over and rescue them."
Ding Yi's voice came through the radio.
"Tell them that if they want to come over, they can swim here themselves.
Who do they think they are, expecting us to go over and save them?
Don't they know a sinking fishing boat creates a whirlpool?
Do they think our men's lives don't