"Well! They can't escape anyway! Let them slowly wait to die! Let God punish them!"

Shi Quan stared at the other man, then looked at his own arm, which had recovered. Suddenly, the hatred in his heart lessened considerably. He was more interested in seeing how Qi Liang and the others eventually ran out of ammunition and food, and then froze to death in the harsh winter.

Shi Quan looked at Lu Yuan gratefully. The fact that Lu Yuan had saved him was etched in his heart. He had made up his mind that he would never betray Lu Yuan. Of course, he didn't say this out loud, because saying it wouldn't make much sense. He was a man who liked to do things, not just talk.

Qi Liang was furious from a distance, but there was nothing he could do.

Lu Yuan took a bite of meat skewer, chewed it for a while, swallowed it, and sighed, "Ah, I love seeing others want to take me down but can't do anything about it, it's so satisfying!"

Shi Quan was speechless at Lu Yuan's perverse sense of humor. Although he hated Qi Liang very much, seeing that they were trapped on the sea and death was inevitable, he felt very relieved. As for taking revenge himself, he had no such thought; he was inherently kind.

After finishing his meat skewers, Lu Yuan rubbed the condiments off his hands, then stood up and shouted into the distance, "Qi Liang, if there's nothing else, we'll be leaving now. Take care of yourselves!"

After saying that, Lu Yuan returned to the cabin and pushed the control tube to the maximum setting, causing a huge splash of water to rise behind the ship.

Qi Liang stood on his deck, watching Lu Yuan's ship grow smaller and smaller, and felt a deep resentment in his heart for not having been able to properly climb up to Lu Yuan before.

Seeing that Lu Yuan's ship seemed unaffected and that he hadn't caused any trouble with the plane, he felt somewhat displeased.