The girl lay flat on the deck of the fishing boat, in a long dress of brilliant red, her face covered by long, black, and wet hair, making her features indiscernible.
Old Zhang brushed the girl's hair aside with his hand, revealing to the three of them a face that appeared to be of a delicate and beautiful young woman, about eighteen or nineteen years old. The three men felt a slight shock in their hearts, never having expected the girl they rescued to be so beautiful. Even in unconsciousness, she remained breathtakingly gorgeous. Her tender and fair face had been soaked in the seawater for so long and yet still retained its rosy and tender hue. Her lips were like blooming peach blossoms, her eyebrows like willow leaves, charmingly curved, and her closed eyes were covered by long, curly lashes, resembling scallops.
"This..."
Old Zhang and Xiao Zhang looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
A gleam flashed in Old Three's eyes, his hand clenched at his side.
