Yin Yang stood up and left after saying those words. From the moment he first laid eyes on the director, he knew exactly what choice the man would make.
By the time he made it downstairs, the man in the suit was already gone.
Yin Yang figured he had most likely gone to find some sort of backing. After all, as long as there was even a sliver of hope, no one was willing to simply wait for death.
The receptionist watched Yin Yang leave with deep respect. As a member of the Security Bureau, she naturally understood the weight of a Baleful Star’s reputation.
Yin Yang pushed open the main doors and saw the sky outside growing increasingly gloomy.
The storm was coming.
...
“Why has the sky turned dark all of a sudden?”
In the Lu family home, Mrs. Lu looked at the sky with a face full of worry.
Lu Zhao was equally anxious. As people of the coast, they knew all too well what this kind of weather meant.
More importantly, Lu Ming was out at sea.
There were only two children in the Lu family: her and Lu Ming.
Back when their father fell ill, it had drained the family’s savings. Lu Zhao had been forced to go to the big city alone to work, hoping to earn enough for his medical bills.
Who could have guessed she would be sold to Meng City by human traffickers and turned into Wang Zheng’s plaything?
Without his older sister, the teenage Lu Ming had no choice but to step up as the man of the house and go out to sea to fish.
Even though he lacked experience, he was a child who had grown up by the sea; he could usually manage a small catch, keeping the family from starving.
Just yesterday, Lu Ming had gone out to sea once again.
It was because his father’s condition had worsened. The family needed money—more money than ever.
After hearing the news, Lu Ming hadn't said a word. He simply steered his fishing boat out into the dark ocean alone.
He was afraid of the exhaustion too, but he was more afraid of losing his father.
Lu Zhao turned around, walked to the shrine of the Lord of Rebirth and Communion, and knelt down devoutly.
“Great True God, please, you must protect my brother and keep him safe.”
Seeing this, Mrs. Lu knelt beside her, pressing her palms together.
“Great True God, please, you must protect my son.”
At this moment, she didn't care if the entity was an evil god or not. As long as it could protect Lu Ming, it was a good god to her.
...
“Hmm?”
Yin Yang, who had just returned to his boat, felt a flicker of surprise. He could actually sense someone praying to him.
With his current strength, he could only perceive the prayers of his followers within a hundred-kilometer radius. He hadn't expected to encounter a believer even after moving to a different location.
Yin Yang closed his eyes and sensed the connection silently.
‘So it’s her.’
After understanding the situation, Yin Yang let out a long breath. He leaped off the boat, stood barefoot in the seawater, put on his Nuo opera mask, and began to dance.
There was no other way. He was currently only at Sequence 8; his spiritual power couldn't reach far enough to save someone directly. He could only ask the Sea God to give him some face.
...
“Hold on tight!”
Out on the great sea, the small boat was teetering on the verge of capsizing. Lu Ming clung to the mast for dear life, shouting at his companion beside him.
The companion was nearly incontinent with fear. He wept as he hugged the mast, crying out, “Lu Ming, are we going to die?”
“Like hell we are! My dad isn't better yet, and I haven't seen my sister get married! We’re not dying!”
Lu Ming roared, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the churning sea.
“We’re definitely getting back alive! Definitely!”
His little companion nodded repeatedly, though the tears on his face wouldn't stop flowing.
The wind on the sea grew stronger, and the small boat tilted further and further, as if it would sink into the ocean at any second.
Lu Ming gritted his teeth, let go of the mast, and began running to the opposite side, desperately trying to use his own weight to balance the boat.
But he was just a half-grown boy weighing barely over a hundred pounds. How could such weight compete with the ocean?
“Whale God! I am your believer!”
“Where are you now, when I need you most?!”
“Isn't the ocean your divine kingdom? Why won't you save your follower?!”
Lu Ming couldn't help but roar at the sky, but his voice was completely swallowed by the storm.
Boom!
A massive wave surged forward, completely engulfing the small boat.
Lu Ming and his companion both fell into the freezing seawater.
‘Is this it? Am I going to die?’
Vaguely, his mind seemed to drift back to a few days ago.
‘Sis, did you say you met a True God? Is he more powerful than the Whale God?’
‘Yes.’
‘What is his name?’
‘The Lord of Rebirth and Communion.’
Lu Ming snapped his eyes open and chanted the name in his heart.
“Lord of Rebirth and Communion.”
Through the murky water, he thought he saw two massive shadows swimming toward him.
Those were orcas!
...
“Sigh, looking at this weather, we won't be able to go out to sea for at least three or four days.”
“Yeah. Do you guys think what Wang Yang said was true?”
“What?”
“That someone offended the Sea God.”
“How could it be false? Didn't you see how the weather was perfectly fine this morning? Right after that guy kicked over the sacrifices, everything changed.”
“True, true. It’s too terrifying.”
“But why did he call it the Sea God? Shouldn't it be the Whale God?”
“Who cares about that? I’ll believe whoever lets us catch more fish.”
“Sigh, I’m actually worried about Wang Yang. He was taken away by that bastard. Do you think he’s suffering?”
As soon as those words were spoken, the surrounding fishermen fell silent.
Even though they had only known Wang Yang for a short time, he had been willing to help them with the sacrifice despite being a stranger, and he had even turned their gifts into merit for them.
It was hard not to feel a sense of kinship with such a person.
Thinking of this, a fisherman in his late forties gritted his teeth and said, “Let’s go. Let’s head to the pier and see if Wang Yang is back. If he isn't, we’ll go to the Security Bureau and demand they release him!”
“Right, I’m going too!”
“Damn it, just like Wang Yang said—what sacrifice? We were just dancing by the sea! Is that a crime?!”
“Exactly! Those weren't sacrifices; they were just snacks we were going to eat after dancing!”
After exchanging looks, the fishermen stood up together and rushed toward the pier.
However, when they reached the pier, they saw Yin Yang wearing his mask, dancing by the shore.
An older fisherman’s expression changed.
“Quick, someone call him back! Those waves will pull him right into the sea!”
As he spoke, the waves grew even larger, crashing toward the shore.
Just as the fishermen were worrying for Yin Yang, they saw the waves automatically part before him, not harming him in the slightest.
The surrounding fishermen watched, dumbfounded.
“Is... is he a messenger of the Sea God?”
“Wang Yang... the vast ocean... is his name a hint for us?”
“Look at the sea!!!”
A fisherman suddenly shrieked, his voice trembling.
Everyone followed his finger and saw two black dots rapidly growing larger in the ocean.
“What is that?”
“Orcas!”
“Wait, it looks like there’s something on their backs!”
They instinctively squinted to see. When they finally saw clearly, they were all left speechless.
“It’s people!”
“There are people on the backs of those orcas!”
As they neared the shore, the orcas accelerated and then tossed the two individuals onto the beach.
The fishermen rushed over to help. When they saw who it was, they cried out in shock.
“It’s the Lu boy and the Zhao boy!”
“Quick, get them to a hospital!”
Yin Yang took off the Nuo opera mask, his face deathly pale.
“No need for a hospital. Give them to me.”
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