At seven in the morning, Wan Chai Pier was desolate.
When Luo Jingwei arrived at the pier, she didn't look well, her eyes dark, obviously not having slept well the whole night.
Still, she forced herself to perk up and spotted Lu Zifeng standing by the shore from a distance.
It was clear that Lu Zifeng didn't look well, his eyes carrying a cold and sinister expression.
In an instant, Luo Jingwei felt her nerves tense to the extreme, even having a thought of retreating.
But the charming face of Qin Hao flashed through her mind.
In the end, she stepped forward resolutely.
As she walked, Luo Jingwei observed her surroundings, finding no one else around except for Lu Zifeng.
She wasn't relieved by this, because, strangely, beside Lu Zifeng, there was a waist-high water tank set up for some unknown reason.
When she got closer, Luo Jingwei saw that the tank was filled with water, the level almost overflowing.
