Feiyu's ears were buzzing; his heart had stopped.
"Hmm." Ye Lu nodded authoritatively, the epitome of a strong, empowered woman.
Feiyu's eyes almost popped out. Boss? Was she referring to herself?
He sized up Ye Lu, finding the scene incredible. A group of burly men calling this petite woman boss, and with such reverent expressions—it was bizarre! He shuddered.
Ye Lu helped Third Young Master Jun to sit down before scanning the cargo on the boat.
"Open the boxes!" she commanded in a calm voice.
Several strong crew members immediately stepped forward, swiftly moving the goods out and popping open huge wooden crates filled with bottles of red wine.
But as the crew removed the red wine bottles, they revealed a partition underneath.
Feiyu's gaze sharpened, he moved closer as the crew lifted the partition, revealing pitch-black guns that gleamed coldly under the dim light of the ship's cabin.
