Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 41 I'm in love, is that it?

Zhang Qiling looked at Yan Huai in confusion, but the man was moving too fast and his goggles didn't provide good visibility, so he couldn't see Yan Huai's expression at all. He could only try to hold the breathing tube in his mouth steady, while his right hand was clasped back and gently squeezed Yan Huai's arm.

However, Yan Huai did not understand Zhang Qiling's meaning at all. His speed underwater did not decrease at all, and he even mistook Zhang Qiling's movements for him being unable to keep up. So he simply pulled Zhang Qiling to his side, wrapped his left arm around his waist, and also stuffed a water-repelling bead into his arms.

Zhang Qiling: "......"

Their skin was only able to fit together through two layers of diving suits, but Zhang Qiling simply couldn't ignore Yan Huai's frantic heartbeat.

What's wrong with Yan Huai?

Zhang Qiling recalled Yan Huai's sudden increase in speed—could it be because of the explosion just now? Was Yan Huai afraid of explosions?

That's probably the only explanation, but why drag him into it? Zhang Qiling's confusion made him ignore the joy in his heart.

Seeing that the two were about to deviate from the original meeting point, Zhang Qiling hurriedly pointed to a direction to the right, signaling Yan Huai to row in that direction. The latter cooperated, because there was a yacht's shadow floating quietly on the sea in the distance.

On the yacht, Da Pan and his men kept looking out into the sea. They had just heard the belated explosion and wondered how Wu Sansheng and the others were doing...

Just as Da Pan was about to jump into the sea to look for them, two heads suddenly popped up from the surface. Upon closer inspection, it was Xiao Ge and... wait? Xiao Ge Yan?

Da Pan quickly stepped aside to make room for the handrail as they descended, while simultaneously beckoning several of his men to come and help them. He also hurriedly asked, "Brother, where are Third Master and the others?"

"Behind me!" Zhang Qiling was on the verge of tears. He had been carried onto the yacht by Yan Huai, who was holding him by the arm. If Yan Huai hadn't seemed off, he definitely would have...

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiling closed his eyes helplessly... Oh well.

Yan Huai's hand was still clasped around his waist, and with so many eyes on the yacht, Zhang Qiling felt really uncomfortable. But seeing Yan Huai's still-shaken appearance, he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless.

"Yan Huai?"

Yan Huai swallowed hard and instinctively looked at Zhang Qiling upon hearing the sound. His goggles were fogged up, and he was biting down hard on his breathing tube. Coupled with the rapid heartbeat in his chest, he looked like a man of immense helplessness and grievance.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling felt even more tender-hearted and had no other choice. He raised his hand to help Yan Huai remove the breathing tube, but unexpectedly, the breathing tube was removed the next second, but the plastic opening in Yan Huai's mouth shattered directly inside...

Zhang Qiling's fingers trembled. He hurriedly made Yan Huai lower his head, while using his other hand to pry open Yan Huai's cheeks, saying as he did so, "Spit it out!"

Yan Huai was stunned, his mouth responding to Zhang Qiling's words, but when he came to his senses, he turned completely red!

Yan Huai's tongue trembled. He quickly grabbed Zhang Qiling's wrist, turned his head, and started coughing, but for some reason, the more he coughed, the itchier his throat became...

"Brother..." Da Pan awkwardly stepped forward, ultimately unable to shake off his Third Master's obsession, and overcame the shame of becoming a "third party" in their relationship. "Why haven't the Third Master and the others come up yet?"

Zhang Qiling held the water-repelling bead in one hand and the air in the other, his fingertips secretly rubbing it: "About... ten minutes."

"Oh... okay." Da Pan tucked his hands into his pockets, then took them out and touched his nose, finally looking at the sea not far away.

Ten minutes later, as expected, Wu Sansheng and Black Glasses appeared, and the strange atmosphere on the yacht finally ended.

"Third Master! Are you alright?" Da Pan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly went to take the backpack from Wu Sansheng's back.

Wu Sansheng shook his head, climbed onto the yacht, and removed his goggles and breathing tube: "I'm fine."

"With Blackie here, how could anything happen!" Black Glasses said, then looked at the two people not far away with a mocking expression and shouted, "Xiao Huai, you're not being fair! You only dragged the mute people away, not Third Master and me?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Huai's already lingering heat surged back up—he hadn't thought much at the time; his instinct was that there was danger behind him, and subconsciously, he had to pull Zhang Qiling along before running, so...

As Yan Huai pondered, he suddenly remembered Zhang Qiling's hand. His lips involuntarily pursed, and upon realizing what he had just thought of, he immediately turned his head away, his ears burning: Holy crap...

Seeing Yan Huai's reaction, the others exchanged knowing glances with Zhang Qiling. The latter merely deepened his gaze, offering no further explanation or action, but inwardly he was thinking: We have to wait a little longer; the Water-Repelling Pearl hasn't been returned to him yet, right?

Wu Sansheng and his crew's yacht docked at a fishmonger's pier, a great distance away from Liu Tai and his crew. However, even though they were close, it didn't matter because there was no one there, and they didn't know when they would be able to find them!

Inside a black Buick, Yan Huai sat in the passenger seat, lost in thought. The car was being driven by one of Wu Sansheng's trusted associates. Zhang Qiling and Black Glasses sat in the back as usual, while Da Pan was reporting to Wu Sansheng on the situation of the past two days.

"Third Master, the people who were supposed to meet Ah Ning and the others at the dock disappeared two days ago."

"Have you found out why it's gone?"

"There's no way to be sure. Their cruise ship is moving at a strange speed, not like a normal speed, and it's heading towards the deep sea."

Da Pan handed a surveillance video to Wu Sansheng, which recorded the entire process of an international marine resources development company's cruise ship going from high speed to mysteriously disappearing.

Wu Sansheng could barely make out the expressions of the mercenaries on the cruise ship facing the direction of the surveillance camera. Clearly, they were unprepared and completely unaware of the situation. And this speed... was indeed abnormal. What could possibly have such a powerful driving force?

"Is it possible that this wasn't done technically or by human intervention?" After reviewing the surveillance footage, Black Glasses suddenly uttered this question with a half-smile.

Wu Sansheng felt that Black Glasses wouldn't say anything baseless without reason when it came to serious matters, so he asked, "What insightful opinion does Master Black have?"

"Third Master, you're too kind. I just think that these mercenaries aren't stupid. How could they not be wary of someone tampering with their cruise ship? Besides, the dock is a shallow area. Unless someone tied a rocket to the bottom of this cruise ship, what could be that fast?"

Wu Sansheng tacitly accepted Hei Yanjing's explanation, but he still felt that something was amiss. He turned to Da Pan and asked, "Was there anything unusual before they left?"

Da Pan hesitated for a moment, glancing at Yan Huai, who sat oblivious in the passenger seat: "Yes, there is..."

Black Glasses raised an eyebrow, and Zhang Qiling also looked away from the car window.

Wu Sansheng paused, feeling immense pressure on his back. He raised his voice slightly to bring the distracted Yan Huai back to his senses: "Brother Yan is one of us, so just say it."

When Yan Huai heard someone call his name, he instinctively turned his head and saw the back of a chair blocking his view.

Everyone: "..."

Yan Huai chuckled dryly and changed direction, sticking his head out between the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

Zhang Qiling, who had watched the whole thing... blinked and a slight smile appeared on his lips.