"How about letting me off the ship..." In the end, Fan Shuishui couldn't withstand the immense pressure, biting her silver fang as she spoke.
Tears welled up in her beautiful big eyes.
So many people died because of her, leaving her conscience deeply unsettled.
Moreover, if she continued to stay on the ship, it might lead to the death of everyone on board.
Of course, Fan Shuishui didn't want to die, otherwise, she wouldn't have spent three hundred million to hire Wang Dadong to protect her.
Three hundred million, even for her, was considered a huge sum.
Though she claimed to be the Top Sister of Huaxia, her annual net income was just about two or three hundred million.
If she left, perhaps others could be saved.
Staying would mean everyone would die.
"What nonsense, these are just undead creatures, how could it be related to you." Wang Dadong whispered to comfort Fan Shuishui.
