Toot—
The steam whistle sounded, waves surged.
A sleek white luxury yacht, several dozen meters in length, slowly sailed into the harbor.
Inside the breakwater, hundreds of yachts of various sizes and models were already densely moored.
Teak walkways lined the shore, with several electric golf carts designated for picking up VIPs quietly parked under the awnings.
Surrounded by greenery, rows of hotel buildings and luxury villas housed numerous high-net-worth individuals.
This area, located near Qingshui Bay's coastal avenue, is home to East Capital's largest yacht club.
With a low engine roar, the "Sea God" reduced speed and slid precisely into its exclusive VIP berth.
"Ah, finally home, the waves were big today, drifting at sea for eight hours. My stomach is still churning."
Pan Wendi stood on the deck, stretching lazily while complaining.
Fang Cheng carried a travel bag, holding Wen Xin's hand, and walked out from the cabin lounge.
