Chapter 238 Look A Body!
- In the dim, pre-dawn light, the deserted area near the water's edge was eerily quiet, save for the gentle lapping of the waves.
- The silhouettes of weathered wooden fishing boats dotted the shoreline, their nets hanging loosely like ghosts in the mist.
- The air was thick with the scent of salt and decay, a reminder of the ocean’s harshness.