As the words fell, the two of them felt their feet heavy and their heads light. The coffin boat suddenly stood upright before rapidly toppling over, turning over completely!
Hua Cheng tightly wrapped his arm around Xie Lian's waist, while the other hand stayed protectively on his head. "Hold on to me!"
If they were outside, even shaking three times worse wouldn’t faze Xie Lian, but the problem was that they were confined within a narrow space. He couldn’t extend his arms or legs, and had no idea what dangerous thing was outside. All he could do was focus and stay vigilant, feeling anxious. “What if the coffin boat breaks?!”
Hua Cheng replied, “It’s fine. Even if it breaks, it won’t matter. I’m here; you won’t sink!”
In their close embrace, Hua Cheng’s reassurance was almost whispered into Xie Lian’s hair. Xie Lian could even feel a slight tremor from his throat; his heart somewhat wavered, but it was quickly snatched away by the violent tossing of the boat. It felt like a child’s toy, being wildly shaken and flipped about. Desperately, Xie Lian held on tight to Hua Cheng with one arm and braced himself against the coffin with the other.