Checking the Wound

Xu Hang did not enter. He merely tossed out that remark lightly from the doorway before heading toward the deck.

Ye Yuan had nothing to pack. He had brought nothing when he came, and it was even less likely that he would take anything from the ship when he left.

He followed Xu Hang onto the deck.

A transport helicopter was already waiting on the deck, ready to take off at any time.

As Ye Yuan boarded the helicopter, he discovered that there were also two injured people flying with them.

One had an injured arm, while the other had an injured ankle, both wrapped in thick bandages.

Once Xu Hang and Ye Yuan boarded, the cabin door was shut.

Accompanied by the roar of the engines, the transport helicopter slowly rose into the air.

Through the window, Ye Yuan watched the salvage ships from various countries gradually recede into the distance and could not help finding it amusing.

No matter how long those ships stayed here, it would be useless.

Buddy...

An inexplicable sense of vengeful satisfaction rose in Ye Yuan's heart.

Even he could not explain where that feeling came from.

If he had to name a reason, perhaps it was because he felt indignant on Xu Hang's behalf.

As he withdrew his gaze from the window, Ye Yuan suddenly sensed two unfriendly stares fixed on him.

Following the feeling, he looked over and found that the two injured men were staring warily at a very important part of his body.

What the hell? Why were two grown men staring there for no reason?

When Ye Yuan realized that they were staring fixedly at that important part of him,

he hurriedly looked for something to cover it with, but there was nothing suitable within reach.

So Ye Yuan