Canoe

"What's wrong?"

Sensing something wrong with her gaze, Leng Huaijin immediately asked.

Shen Weiyang gently shook her head. "Nothing. Let's eat first. After we finish eating, we will go to the deck to blow the wind."

It should just be an illusion caused by her being too nervous. Based on her current level of vision, she would not be able to tell that anything was wrong.

After eating a little, she and Leng Huaijin went to the deck to blow the wind. There was indeed the stench of a corpse in the sea breeze, but it was very faint. Those who weren't familiar with it would probably feel that it was the smell of some pickled fish.

Thinking about Zhao Miaomiao's corpse piled up in a corner and her stomach being cut open and hidden with medicine, Shen Weiyang felt a little uncomfortable.

After a person died, why would he still be humiliated like this?

"Let's go back."

She pulled Leng Huaijin's hand and said.