Mi Xueqing certainly did not forget the incident where Chen Fan held her hostage.
However, Chen Fan did not harm her afterward, and with their recent chat, she began to think that Chen Fan was not such a dangerous person.
But now Chen Fan brought up the past, making her unsure whether to take his words seriously.
Chen Fan merely smiled and walked towards the ship's railing.
The sea breeze was strong that night, and the sound of crashing waves was incessant. Some seagulls, attracted by the lights, circled in the night sky.
The night was actually serene and peaceful.
Rumble, rumble, two helicopters soon approached.
On the top deck helipad, the lights turned on and rotated, guiding the helicopters down.
To stop while sailing was undoubtedly dangerous, but the two helicopters seemed to be both skilled and bold, approaching and continuously adjusting their speed to descend at the same pace as the cruise ship.
Chen Fan squinted as he watched, unable to see the faces of the people inside the helicopters in the light.
Footsteps sounded. Turning his head, Mi Xueqing had surprisingly walked over again.
"Didn't I tell you to go back to your cabin?" Chen Fan asked.
His voice was not loud, but with his internal energy, it clearly reached Mi Xueqing's ears.
Mi Xueqing shook her head, looking at Chen Fan's profile, finding this man she had just met both mysterious and unlike anyone she had ever encountered.
As a result, she did not want to be looked down upon by him.
"I want to witness it."
She said.
The sea breeze was strong, and coupled with the sound of helicopter rotors, her voice was carried away by the wind.
But Chen Fan heard her clearly and asked, "Witness what?"
"To witness whether you will truly kill someone," Mi Xueqing said.
Chen Fan chuckled, "Not necessarily."
Just then, the cabin doors of both helicopters opened, and ropes were lowered.
The two helicopters ultimately dared not land on the moving cruise ship, merely descending to a low altitude to facilitate boarding.
As the ropes touched down, a surprising scene unfolded under the lights.
Over a dozen men grabbed the ropes and slid down with agility and grace, showing no difficulty.
Mi Xueqing's eyes widened; the skills of these individuals were incredibly impressive.
Even highly trained professionals would use both hands and feet when sliding down a rope.
But this group landed lightly, with many not even grasping the rope, descending directly and landing steadily without a tremor.
Chen Fan glanced once and withdrew his gaze.
His position was neither too close nor too far from the helipad, placing him in a blind spot.
His purpose here was, of course, to observe.
These individuals descending from the helicopters were none other than Zuo Lizhou, Xin Beitian, and others.
To Chen Fan's surprise, he also saw Yan Siyu and Su Yingxia.
He hadn't expected them to stay and get involved.
A total of thirteen people, and as soon as they landed, the helicopters began to ascend.
Zuo Lizhou and the others, guided by the staff, headed towards the elevator shaft on one side of the helipad and soon disappeared.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.
Mitsui Yuta and the others knew Zuo Lizhou would arrive, and they hadn't kept it from him earlier.
This was interesting. If the experts from the Land of the Rising Sun and the Hero Alliance joined forces, the situation on this cruise ship would undoubtedly become extremely complex and perilous.
What made Wu Zhao confident he could control everything? Even if Yin Yazhi was formidable, how would he deal with the combined forces of Zuo Lizhou and Ise Akina?
"Who are these people?"
Mi Xueqing asked curiously, "They seem very unusual."
"These are all martial arts masters."
Chen Fan did not hide anything and said, "For Miss Mi, they should be considered beings from another world, with no overlap."
Mi Xueqing blinked and said, "Who says? Do you think I don't know about the martial arts world?"
Chen Fan was slightly taken aback.
"Lingnan has many boxing sects."
Mi Xueqing said, "Martial arts are widely spread. Many farmers in the countryside know some basic fighting skills."
"Among my father's friends, there is a boxing master," she said proudly. "According to him, some masters in the martial arts world can reach a level where not a single feather can be added, and their qi can be manipulated in myriad ways. But such martial artists are rare, like phoenix feathers and unicorn horns."
Chen Fan had not expected Mi Xueqing to have such knowledge. It was evident her family background was likely extraordinary.
Seeing Chen Fan's surprise, Mi Xueqing felt a little proud and said, "You underestimated me, didn't you? I didn't expect these people to be martial artists. Does that mean you are also a martial artist?"
"You could say that."
Chen Fan nodded, then suddenly looked aside.
On the other end of the deck, a man was walking towards them.
Sensing Chen Fan's gaze, the man smiled slightly and stopped not far from Chen Fan and Mi Xueqing. "My young master wishes to invite Mr. Chen for a chat."
The man was lean and tall, dressed in a suit, looking quite ordinary.
However, his gaze was profound, and his breath was long. He stood in a perfectly balanced posture, giving off a sense of mystique.
"Your young master?"
Chen Fan looked in the direction the man had come from and asked, "What is his name?"
"My young master is known as Young Master Xi. Mr. Chen would likely not know him even if I told you, so why not meet him?"
The man said.
Young Master Xi?
Chen Fan had indeed heard the name for the first time. He was surprised and said, "Alright, lead the way."
"Please, Mr. Chen!"
The man made a gesture and led the way to the other side of the deck.
Mi Xueqing hesitated for a moment before following.
Following the man to the other side of the deck, a person sat on the ship's railing by the edge of the deck.
This was a precarious position. With the cruise ship sailing, if he were to slip and be blown overboard, he would fall directly into the sea.
He held a wine pot in his hand, watching the spray created by the cruise ship's wake.
As if hearing footsteps, he looked back, smiled at Chen Fan, and conjured a wine pot out of nowhere, tossing it to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan caught it, slightly stunned.
He couldn't see any place where the man had hidden the wine, nor did he know where it came from.
Moreover, the man's appearance was different from what he had expected. He was around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a rugged face and a conspicuous full beard.
He was also very tall, sitting on the railing with a broad back and powerful physique, far from the image of a dashing gentleman.
He wore a very ordinary t-shirt, which seemed extremely thin in the current weather, but he remained at ease, showing no signs of cold.
"Have a drink."
Young Master Xi grinned at Chen Fan and said, "Chen Tianjiao, I've long admired your name."
Chen Fan held the wine pot and asked, "May I ask who you are?"
"My name is Huangfu Xi. Others call me Young Master Xi."
Young Master Xi said, "Wu Zhao invited me to travel here and join the fun."