On the vast and boundless Atlantic Ocean, a figure that seems to swallow the surrounding light, lonely as if walking under a never-ending starry sky, slowly and steadily advances forward.
His footsteps are as if measured, with each step exactly the same distance.
None of the various natural disasters on the ocean have been able to stop Li Weifeng's pace.
The one who previously dispersed the dark storm with a punch was naturally him, without a doubt.
The only reason he intervened was that the massive storm was obstructing his progress, and rescuing Selena and the passengers on that ship was just incidental along the way.
Maybe that glance from a distance slightly caught his interest, but he soon forgot it.
Perhaps, after such a fantastical voyage, some string in Selena's heart aboard the yacht may have snapped, and the wealth she controlled became nothing but a joke in the face of such formidable beings who confront the might of heaven and earth.
