Others simultaneously took a step back, just like before, stunned. Who would’ve thought the same thing would happen again; Yun Shufeng’s mind went blank for a moment.

Who did this?

Then he saw a sharp iron anchor protruding next to the railing.

There seemed to be dark red bloodstains on it.

It was hit during the pulling and shoving just now.

Almost immediately, Yun Luo’s gently rising and falling chest became calm, her hands limply hanging down on the deck.

Gu Junbai, who had watched all this, hid his expression in the dim evening light. It was unclear what he was thinking, but Ling Nan couldn’t hold back. He didn’t know what his little uncle was going to do or why he stood by passively. It defied logic.

The little girl was obviously in trouble, more serious than before. She should be rescued and taken to a hospital.

Or treated by their special methods, why stand by?

"Little Uncle, why not save her?" Ling Nan asked anxiously.

By this time, Gu Junbai had already discerned something, made many deductions, so he opted to stay put, his voice calm and said, "Don’t worry, the time isn’t right."

Ling Nan naturally trusted his little uncle wholeheartedly. Upon hearing this, he stopped asking.

Just silently watched the commotion on the yacht.

No one knew what those people did or said, then saw the two young men lift the injured girl, quickly heading towards the ship’s side.

The other three followed behind.

The middle-aged woman’s face was ghastly pale, lips trembling as if wanting to say something, but she didn’t, only stood by biting her lip. And the little girl, she had a gloating smile on her lips.

What kind of family is this?

Truly terrifying.

Especially the oldest Yun Shufeng, he waved his hand, closed his eyes, said, "Throw her overboard, she brought this upon herself."

The two young men seemed to be waiting for his words.

With a nudge, they threw the injured girl into the dark, deep sea.

She sank quickly.

Five people leaned over the ship’s side, silently watching the deep sea surface, the sea wind grew stronger; waves surged, slapping against their ship’s side.

In this vast boundless ocean, tossing a girl in it was like casting a stone — no splash, no sound, silently sunk away.

Ling Nan tightly grasped the steering wheel.

Yet Gu Junbai’s stance remained calm, though his brows slightly furrowed, hands behind his back, his gaze wasn’t on those people, but on the sea surface where Yun Luo had fallen.

Then he looked up at the sky.

About ten minutes later, the sea wind intensified, the clouds thickened above, it seemed a storm was coming. At this time, even if a rescue were deployed immediately, Yun Luo would have no chance of survival; Yun Shufeng’s face turned ashy, clenched his fists, said to those beside him, "Let’s go back."

A well-planned birthday banquet ended like this; he felt conflicted yet relieved, took a final look at the gloomy sea surface, then withdrew his gaze.

But Qi Xiaoshan started crying.

He impatiently pushed her, "Stop pretending to be a caring mother, continue like this back home, you’re seeking trouble, I won’t care."

This moment, the yacht’s lights turned on one by one, the motor roared.

This luxurious yacht was heading back to the dock, these people were going home.

Ling Nan felt his chest on the verge of bursting, how could these people be so heartless?

It’s one thing if it were a stranger, but these are their kin, yet they tossed their daughter into the cold sea, then casually turned back.

Aren’t they afraid of nightmares?

However, just then, heavy clouds were suddenly blown away by a fierce wind.

The moon, obscured by clouds, finally emerged.

A layer of moon-like radiance covered the pitch-black sea surface.

The luxurious yacht, swayed by the fierce wind, was knocked askew.

No one had time to react when suddenly the fierce wind whipped up the seawater.

At the spot where Yun Luo had fallen, suddenly arose a towering wave several meters high.

Gu Junbai and Ling Nan remained still, but those on the yacht were terrified, not knowing what happened. Such scenes were only seen in movies.

Raging waves fell onto the deck, the several people were swept off balance.

When they barely managed to stand, the raging waves suddenly ceased. Under bright moonlight, the seawater suddenly parted to the sides, intelligently cradling a woman’s figure, gently emerging from the ocean depths.

Yun Shufeng widened his eyes in horror, incredulous at the sight before him.

The others did the same.

Gu Junbai, however, shook his head slightly, amusedly curling his lips.

Yun Luo, your awakening is so different from others.

Having remained inactive all along, Gu Junbai flicked a Barrier Talisman to isolate this area.

In doing so, others couldn’t see a thing happening here.

At this moment, space warped as if something attempted to tear apart this sky, making its way here.

This was something Gu Junbai hadn’t anticipated; he gazed astonishingly at a specific direction in the air.

He watched intently but couldn’t discern anything.

Then he laid his gaze upon Yun Luo, who was standing high over the ocean.

At that moment, Yun Luo slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at those so-called relatives of this lifetime.

Lips curled with slight coldness and cruelty.

What fate is this?

Reincarnated thrice, each time the same disastrous outcome as if cursed.

Truly infuriating.

Yun Luo glared fiercely at Gu Junbai standing on the yacht.

Yet Gu Junbai just smiled slightly at her.

Yun Luo snorted lightly, "Letting me die, I’ll settle accounts with you later."

Gu Junbai nodded slowly, "Okay."

Yun Luo turned, fixed her gaze on the five people looking shocked and incredulous.

They were her father, mother, sister, cousin, and uncle—all her relatives, related by blood to this body.

Yet their hearts are truly ruthless.

Yun Luo hovered above the waves, a few breaths later, stepping on the waves, coming above the yacht, then slowly landing on the deck.

She was still wearing the same outfit but was clean and neat.

The white dress with lace edges danced slightly in the night breeze, the moonlight falling made her resemble a fairy under the heavens.

Today is her birthday, this was her birthday dress.

If she hadn’t awakened, today would have been the anniversary of Yun Luo’s demise as the little girl.

Truly too cruel.