The expressions of the two escort supervisors darkened almost imperceptibly. Meanwhile, the lady in blue clenched her teeth, her fury simmering just beneath the surface. It took every ounce of restraint she had to keep herself from leaping over the table, yielding to the tempest of rage swirling within her.
Duan Ting and Liu Ying exchanged glances, seeing the same emotions shared between them. Regret and discomfort flickered in their eyes, but a deeper undercurrent of worry overshadowed both.
After a moment's hesitation and a heavy sigh, Duan Ting finally spoke. "One of our ferries... vanished—along with everyone and everything on board," he admitted, his voice heavy with defeat and his expression clouded with unease.
As the words left his mouth, his gaze flickered toward the lady in blue. Her fiery eyes burned with barely contained fury, like a predator ready to strike.