Boom!!
The terrifying sea monster collided with the side of the merchant ship, causing the passengers on deck to stagger and sway, with a few fat merchants nearly rolling into the sea.
Countless cold seawater splashed high, pouring down on the deck like a torrential rain.
"Ah—"
"Help!!"
"My child!"
Terrified screams and angry shouts intertwined in chaos.
Suddenly.
Everything slowed down.
It was as if the scene was playing at ten times slower speed.
Chen Lun continued to lean on the railing, calm and composed, a small notebook appearing in his hand, opened wide, his right hand holding an ivory white pen, writing away on it.
He slightly raised his head, his tranquil gaze sweeping around.
The frightened expressions of dozens of passengers frozen, mothers tense with fear, children tossed high by the rocking, young women falling to the ground, men tightly gripping the railing or iron rods, faces flushed.
