Chapter 400: Little Beauty, Does It Hurt?

After an indeterminable amount of time, Ye Ranran's rescue boat suddenly stopped moving. The surging waves splashed drops of water onto her hair, pulling her back from the edge of unconsciousness.

At this moment, the night was as cool as water, the Milky Way faintly visible, and black clouds were slowly approaching, seemingly determined to cover the last bit of starlight completely.

Ye Ranran's injured leg was completely numb, the blood at the wound had congealed into a dark red scab.

She weakly raised her hand to cover the wound, steadied herself, and looked at the behemoth in front of her.

It was a ship, a black ship approaching her.

She couldn't see the people on the ship, but she could see the shining emblem on it.

It was the emblem commonly used by Somali pirates.

After seeing this, Ye Ranran furrowed her brows and couldn't help but laugh at herself. She certainly had no luck.

Just escaped the wolf's den and now in the tiger's mouth.