Chen Yuan clamped the end of the hook with a pair of pliers and gave it a hard tug, but it wouldn't budge.
A voice from beside them made both Jiangg Yao and Chi Yu look up.
Standing beside them were two beautifully dressed young women. At first glance, Jiangg Yao was taken aback. The woman was tall, and her towering presence felt almost imposing as she looked down at them. Jiangg Yao's eyes traveled up from her figure to her face and found herself staring in surprise.
'This girl... she's gorgeous.'
The sea breeze tousled her hair, pressing a few strands against her left cheek. A distinct beauty mark rested just below the corner of her eye. Her face was a delicate, fair, and soft oval.
Her lips were a soft pink, her nose had a prominent bridge, and her cheeks were faintly flushed.
A single glance was enough to bring to mind the "white moonlight" from novels—pure and bright with a touch of iciness, yet without any actual chill.
