Sophie stared wide-eyed in shock. The ship had been sailing for so long that even at a slow pace, it must be dozens of nautical miles from the shore, and given the current severe weather, jumping off the ship would be tantamount to suicide.
"Or else? There are eighteen assassins on this ship; aside from Ding Li, I've killed all the others, and their bodies are piled up in the cockpit. If the police find out, how are we supposed to explain?"
Lin Mu took a deep breath, looked at Sophie whose face had turned pale, and suddenly chuckled, "What, are you scared?"
"No, it's not that, I just... Ah!"
Before she finished speaking, Lin Mu had grabbed her small hand and with a leap, dove into the sea.
The icy seawater surged in, catching Sophie off guard and causing her to cough repeatedly, her expression panicked as she flailed about, struck underwater by a wave rolling toward her.
