Clinging to Devoted Fiancé, Heiress Slays the World!

Chapter 244: Chapter 244: Does Mr. Gu Really Intend to Stand by and Do Nothing?

"Mr. Gu... Mr. Gu, help, help me! I don’t want to die..."

Hearing Miyata Ichiro’s words, the vice president kneeling on the ground trembled uncontrollably, his face pale as he raised his head, pleading with Gu Moqian for help.

"I-I don’t want to die either... Mr. Gu, you must save us, I beg you!" Another chamber leader beside him quickly chimed in, equally stricken with terror.

Qiu Yi glanced at Gu Moqian. Though his face was pale, he didn’t stoop to begging for mercy.

He understood that Gu Moqian was in a difficult position, and given their friendship, he couldn’t force him into anything.

Gu Moqian’s expression grew colder, an icy frost enveloping his face, and his aura made it impossible to approach him.

Meanwhile, in the adjacent room, a tall shadow clambered swiftly upwards along a rope dangling from the edge of the top deck.

The shadow moved to the ceiling above Miyata Ichiro’s room, leaned forward to peer down for a moment, then quickly retreated back along the same route into the room.

"Boss Zi, I just tested it. Pressing feet against the metal hull makes noise. We need to find the lightest person the rope can bear to move closer to the window."

The lightest person?

The room was full of burly black-clad guards, so the only one who might qualify would be a woman.

Upon hearing this, Ji Wei stepped forward without hesitation and said, "I’ll give it a shot."

Zimei shot her a surprised glance but, seeing the determined look in her eyes, said no more and signaled the black-clad guards to secure her safety harness.

As Ji Wei leapt onto the window ledge, Zimei suddenly asked, "Is the handgun still on you?"

"Yes."

"Remember, once you’re outside Mr. Gu’s room, you only need to fire a few random shots inside. Accuracy doesn’t matter."

"Understood..."

Ji Wei nodded firmly.

Though she was inwardly nervous, having never fired a gun in real combat, she was willing to do anything to help Gu Moqian!

Ji Wei, lacking rope-climbing experience, was pulled up to the cruise ship’s top deck by the black-clad guards who had gone ahead.

The wind on the top deck was fierce, whipping Ji Wei’s ponytail against her face painfully. noveldrama

She brushed off the discomfort and carefully moved to the spot above Gu Moqian’s room. Taking a deep breath, she gestured "OK" to the black-clad man before cautiously gripping the rope and descending.

Thanks to her light weight, her feet pressed gently against the hull and made only faint noises. Nonetheless, Ji Wei stayed alert, inching downward bit by bit, until she finally reached the window ledge. She paused there, catching her breath.

Inside the room, the beam of a flashlight illuminated Miyata Ichiro’s grim face.

Gu Moqian’s refusal to yield infuriated him. Desperately, he began counting down in a sharp voice: "...Twenty-nine, twenty-eight, twenty-seven... Half a minute left, Mr. Gu, are you really planning to watch us die and do nothing?"

Gu Moqian shot Miyata Ichiro an icy stare.

"Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen..."

With each number Miyata counted down, the two chamber leaders shivered slightly, their dread mounting as the countdown approached its final seconds. Gu Moqian remained utterly silent, plunging them into despair.

It was over. Tonight, they were surely going to meet their end at the hands of these thugs!

"Mr. Gu!" Miyata Ichiro’s patience had all but evaporated, and when the count reached ten, he couldn’t help but shout.

Gu Moqian’s icy eyes remained devoid of any trace of panic.

His gaze flicked, barely perceptibly, to the window behind Miyata Ichiro.

He was waiting for the right moment—the moment to break this stalemate.

The only exit in this room was the window obscured by the curtains. He could only hope his team had already found a way to exploit it...