บท 1391: The Phantom on the Ocean

Even an ocean with no breeze had waves, not to mention that at the moment the wind was gusting and it was high tide. Wind and water worked in tandem as the waves raged against the sea. Zhang Zian watched the tide from the shore, feeling a bit nervous for the man aboard the raft.

The vessel had seemingly lost all mobility and was being jerked up and down atop the waves. It looked like it had lost all power or gas, so it was stuck.

The silhouette of the man aboard the raft was constantly being jerked back and forth by the storm, but he never ceased his efforts to get back to shore. He continued to row despite the wind, but whenever he managed to come a few yards closer to shore, an errant wave would bring the raft right back to where it started.