When Zhong Ling fell into the sea, Jia Xuan suddenly stopped in her tracks.
She saw Zhong Ling floundering in the water, wave after wave crashing over her, tossing her up and down. She looked like a drowning dog, occasionally letting out a howling cry for help.
Just as Jia Xuan was spacing out, Gong Lingtuo walked over, wrapped his arm around her waist, and said, "Come on, let's go back and rest for a bit."
Jia Xuan looked at Zhong Ling with worry. "Bro, I'm afraid someone's going to die, and it'll get you into big trouble."
Gong Lingtuo turned back and glanced at Zhong Ling. "Relax, she won't die. A woman like that has a strong will to survive. This time is just to teach her a lesson."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Xuan saw Zhong Ling surface again. She had basically adapted to the waves and started struggling to swim toward the shore. She tilted her face up, gulping huge breaths of air, coughing from time to time—it looked like she'd swallowed plenty of seawater.
