As the yacht drew nearer to Charlie, a look of joyful anticipation for revenge spread across Xion’s face.


    Xion hailed from one of China’s most prestigious martial arts families, receiving elite training in the discipline since childhood. She was undoubtedly a master among masters.


    Her strength far surpassed that of the shy, oversizedpetitors one might encounter. Consequently, she dismissed Charlie’s abilities entirely. To her, he was merely a petty, deceitful man burdened by debts.


    While he might possess some skills and a modest background, Xion was certain he could neverpete at the highest level. Masters, in her view, valued fairpetition—what kind of true fighter resorts to calling the police? In that moment, she was resolute: today would be the day she avenged her past grievances.


    Just then, the captain announced, “Miss Banks, we are less than 800 meters from the target vessel!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Xion excitedly wiped her palms and called out, “Hand me the telescope!”


    A sailor promptly passed her a high-powered navigation telescope.


    Xion peered through the binocrs and immediately spotted Charlie standing alone on the deck, his expression radiating leisure and satisfaction!


    The telescope’s exceptional rity allowed her to observe every detail of Charlie’s demeanor.


    In that moment, Charlie disyed an air of calm indifference, and the slight smile ying at the corners of his mouth gave him an air of superiority that irked Xion.


    To her, he was the epitome of arrogance.


    Suddenly, Charlie’s gaze seemed to shift in Xion’s direction, and his smile widened.


    A wave of inexplicable nervousness washed over her. “Does that kid sense my presence? Could he know I’m here for revenge?!”


    Shaking her head, she muttered, “Impossible! He arrived at the pier first and boarded before I did. His car has tinted windows; there’s no way he could see me. This means he’s unaware of my presence, and I’m in the shadows while he’s in the light. I must be overthinking this…”


    With that thought, a cold smile crossed her lips as she clenched her teeth and dered, “Boy! You won’t be smiling for long!”


    Then, with determination, she ordered, “Full speed ahead!”


    “Yes!” the crew responded.


    Though Xion’s boat was smaller than Charlie’s, it was faster, and they quickly closed the distance.<fn8aae> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n Find1Novel</fn8aae>


    In the blink of an eye, they were just 500 meters apart.


    Through the telescope, Xion could even discern the stubble on Charlie’s face.


    Charlie, meanwhile, wore a broader smile, his eyes fixed intently on her direction.


    Xion felt a surge of anxiety: “If his gaze earlier was merely a coincidence, why does he continue to look at me?!”


    Resolute, she turned to herpanions, a fierce look on her face, andmanded, “Everyone, prepare for battle!”


    “Yes!” they echoed.


    The crew quickly drew their weapons, which were primarily concealed martial arts tools, as Japan had strict gun controlws.


    The ships were drawing closer.


    Xion pulled her long hair into a sleek, high ponytail and directed her team, “Captain, strike the opponent’s side first, then maneuver the boat to close in. When we’re close enough, we’ll jump aboard and take down the men on deck—eliminate everyone!”


    Her crew’s expressions hardened, and they replied in unison, “Understood!”


    Xion never held back when it came to killing.


    From the moment of her birth, her mother instilled in her a fierce belief in the necessity of strength.