"It might not be safe. Let's observe the situation first." Bai Qinghao brought her to the second floor. They stood with their backs against the wall and glanced out of the broken windows towards the harbor.
Their boat was right by the shore.
All of a sudden, a young man with dark skin tone jumped onto the boat and began rowing with all his might.
However, he only managed to travel around thirty meters before a grenade was tossed in his direction.
With a loud noise, the whole area was engulfed in flames. The young man was blown up along with the boat.
The remnant pieces of the boat as well as his corpse floated against the surface of the water.
The ocean was dyed red for several moments before the color faded away.
The only boat they could have used to leave this place was ruined.
"It seems like we aren't the only people who wish to leave this place." Fang Xinxin concluded with some regret.
