"It seems there are experts at this auction. The Whale Terrarium also wants to get involved."
Ji Minghuan sat in the exhibition room of the lighthouse, tilting his head, quietly watching the colossal whale, akin to a battleship, disappearing over the sea surface.
Though he was curious about what this so-called "Whale Terrarium" looked like, he knew following Li Qingping into the whale's belly would be equivalent to courting death.
So, he could only silently watch his close friend depart. In fact, the word "watch" seemed too grand for him—he was merely a stalker peering from the shadows.
He truly wondered how Li Qingping would react if he knew his close friend had secretly followed him all the way.
Waves swept over the beach, and the sea, lit by the searchlights, was tranquil, the constant sound of the tides echoing in his ears.
