Chapter 30: She Saved You with Half Her Life!

China, Lanwan City.

Neon lights flickered on the deck. Chu Yehan swirled the whiskey in his crystal glass, his knuckles tapping on the expensive mahogany gambling table.

The open-air casino on the third floor of the cruise ship was in the midst of a midnight carnival. The snow-white skin of the bikini-clad girls shone with the luster of pearls under the moonlight, their slender waists weaving among the gamblers.

"Young Master Chu, this is your tuna sashimi."

A lackey bowed and handed over the gold-plated tray. Chu Yehan curled his lips into a smile, suddenly pressed the back of the man's neck, and poured the whiskey in his hand over the man's head. A burst of uproarious laughter erupted around them.

"Must be new, don't you know our Young Master Chu doesn't like sashimi? Hahaha, remember this lesson!"

The lackey immediately knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Young Master Chu, spare my life, I... I'm working my first day today... I don't know your taste, I... I'll go change it."

"Change my ass, get lost! Don't bother me!"

Chu Yehan kicked him impatiently.

Just then, a shrill alarm sounded on the yacht.

The next second, with a "bang," the bulletproof glass at the entrance of the casino shattered.

A tall man walked in, stepping on the glass shards that looked like crushed diamonds on the floor. His face was cold, his black suit shining coldly in the night, and his shiny leather shoes kicked away the rolling shell casings on the ground.

The casino was in chaos, but soon someone recognized that the person who came was the president of the Shi Group, the famous Jade-Faced Yama, Shi Heng.

"I don't know what brings you here, President Shi?"

Chu Yehan pushed away the trembling dancer on his lap and shook his watch with a calm expression.

Shi Heng said expressionlessly to the two bodyguards behind him: "Tell them to get out."

Before the words fell, the gamblers and dancers in the room had already fled in all directions, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Only Shi Heng and Chu Yehan were left in the casino.

Shi Heng took a stack of papers from his bosom, slapped them on the gambling table in front of Chu Yehan with a "bang," and grabbed Chu Yehan by the collar, his dark eyes shooting out sharp light:

"Chu, I'm asking you, was one of my sister's kidneys removed by your order!"

Chu Yehan snorted, his peripheral vision catching the words "Medical Examination Report" on the papers on the table, and he immediately understood that Shi Heng already knew what he had done to Shi Yi.

He curled his lips and smiled:

"If you hadn't said it, I would have almost forgotten. Your sister has a cinnabar mole on her waist, it almost got cut when taking the kidney..."

The next second, with a "bang"—

Shi Heng's fist, carrying his full anger, slammed into Chu Yehan's cheek. Chu Yehan's face tilted, his nose collapsed, and a line of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"You damn scum!"

"Heh, I'm scum?"

Chu Yehan used all his strength to break free from Shi Heng's grip, wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued to smile:

"One of your sister's kidneys for my sister's life, isn't that a bargain for her?"

Shi Heng's usually calm and peaceful dark eyes were now filled with bloodshot red.

His hands were clenched into fists, the veins on his neck bulging, and his whole body was trembling slightly, like a completely enraged beast.

But he still suppressed the surging emotions in his chest and turned to give a look to the two bodyguards behind him.

The two bodyguards immediately walked up, pinned Chu Yehan's shoulders from left and right, twisted his shoulders behind his back, and pushed him to the deck.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Chu Yehan's skills were not bad, but Shi Heng's bodyguards were top experts in the country with deep internal strength, and he couldn't break free at all, only being pressed firmly against the railing.

Below the railing was the bottomless, pitch-black seawater.

A gust of sea breeze blew, carrying the heavy smell of seawater, pouring into Chu Yehan's lungs. Chu Yehan's legs trembled imperceptibly.

"Heh, scared?" Shi Heng's lips finally curled into a faint smile.

"Scared? There's no such word as fear in my dictionary. If you want to kill me, just do it quickly!"

Shi Heng walked over, patted Chu Yehan's bloodless cheek, and sneered:

"What you fear is not death, but... water, right?"

Chu Yehan's pupils contracted, "You... how do you know?"

"Heh, not only do I know you fear water, I also know why you fear water. When you were 8, you and your sister went to a private garden for a banquet, and you accidentally fell into a lake in the garden... The lake was very, very deep, and there wasn't even an adult around. You struggled in the water, screaming for help, but no one came. Then you saw your sister jump into the lake with a 'splash,' but she forgot she couldn't swim at all! You could only watch as your sister sank to the bottom of the lake bit by bit, and then you yourself, in despair, slowly sank into the endless abyss under the water..."

"Shut your mouth!" Chu Yehan roared.

Shi Heng did not shut his mouth, but smiled and continued:

"Fortunately, you were lucky. That day, you and your sister were saved by a kind person. But since then, you started to fear water... Not only that, you no longer touch fish, and you won't eat sashimi, because that fishy and salty taste reminds you of the taste of death, just like the sea breeze blowing on the sea surface right now, and the pitch-black sea below, like a call from the God of Death, seeping into your skin inch by inch..."

"I told you to shut up! Shi Heng!"

Chu Yehan's body struggled violently, all the blood drained from his face, and even his limbs began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Stop talking!"

Shi Heng gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and walked to Chu Yehan's side.

He raised his foot and kicked Chu Yehan fiercely in the stomach, then his fingers gripped Chu Yehan's chin, lifting it up with a "crack," forcing him to look up.

"Chu Yehan, do you know," Shi Heng looked into Chu Yehan's eyes and said word for word:

"The person who saved you back then was my sister, Shi Yi!"

Chu Yehan's head "buzzed," and he felt the world spin in an instant.

"You... what do you mean?"

Shi Heng gave a look, and the two bodyguards immediately let go. Chu Yehan's body went limp, and he collapsed on the deck. Shi Heng squatted in front of him, took out the report, flipped to the last page, and with his other hand, grabbed Chu Yehan by the collar, saying coldly:

"Read it."

Chu Yehan steadied himself and stared at the text Shi Heng was pointing at, "Pulmonary... fibrosis? What does that mean?"

"What does it mean? Let me tell you, this is a sequela caused by long-term lung damage. It means she will have recurrent coughing, difficulty breathing, and even coughing up blood! And all of this is because she got pneumonia from choking on water when she saved you and your sister Chu Mengrou back then!"

"She was only 9 years old at the time, and she saved you and your sister with half her life!"