At nightfall.
A massive cargo ship sped through the boundless sea.
Two people were seated in the cabin, one was Gao Fei, the other was Pang Yunde, who at the moment had his head drooping, lips pouted, looking utterly dejected. He had come to Myanmar today hoping to make a big profit, but not only had he failed to earn any money, he had also been taken hostage. What damn bad luck.
Pang Yunde's subordinates were all crammed at the stern, dozens of men gathered close, not even daring to breathe heavily, all intimidated by Gao Fei.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
A series of urgent ringtone sounds broke the silence in the cabin.
Gao Fei took out his phone from his pocket, glanced at the screen, and noticed a call from Luo Mingshan. He pressed the accept button, "Hello... Don't worry, I am safe now... Yes, Pang Yunde hid the batch of jade in Huaxia, I'm on my way to retrieve it... Okay, we'll get in touch later." After a brief conversation, Gao Fei hung up the phone.