The boy stood in the corner, and if one didn't observe carefully, no one would have noticed the boy's presence. The baseball cap shielded the boy's face, but Katrina was certain she was looking at the ship that had just exploded. As the boy slightly lifted his chin, Katrina was even more convinced; those scarlet lips curled into a cold smile.
Bi Xia watched coldly at the group perishing in the explosion. He raised his hand to press down the brim of his hat; an eye for an eye. The grudge from the last speedboat explosion, how could Bi Xia possibly let it go so easily? Yu Du must pay the same price; however... whether he could escape, only fate would tell.
If they had listened to that woman's words and jumped off the boat, maybe they could have escaped the disaster, but alas...
