When Fang Cheng mentioned he was going underwater alone, the others stopped what they were doing and looked over.
Zhou Xiumei, showing concern, took half a step forward and softly reminded:
"Brother Cheng, the water here is deep. Aren't you putting yourself in danger by not bringing any diving equipment?"
"No problem."
Fang Cheng gave her a slight smile, concocting a casual excuse:
"Last year, when I traveled here, I hid something under the sea. I left in a hurry and didn't take it with me. I'm retrieving it this time and will be back soon."
Having said that, he turned to Pan Wendi, who was baiting a fishhook:
"Wendi, do you remember the instructions I gave you in the cockpit earlier?"
Pan Wendi quickly put down his task, patted his chest to guarantee, and lowered his voice deliberately:
"No problem, Brother Cheng. The empty storage room in the lower cabin has been completely cleared out, and I'll handle everything else."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly and said no more.
