A sudden sound of breaking through the air came, as if even the air was being torn apart.
Almost instinctively, Shen Mu leaned to the side, the blade coming only inches away from her neck, grazing her collar lightly.
If she had been even a second later, the knife would have sliced through her windpipe!
She leaned back, her body going limp, almost falling off the speedboat!
But she grabbed onto the railing of the boat and immediately kicked out with her long legs, sending the man behind her tumbling to the ground.
Shen Mu stood up straight, looking down at the fallen man.
It was still the same boatman, but his fisherman's hat had fallen off, and he wore a mask over his face, revealing only his sinister eyes.
Shen Mu's eyes turned cold as she said, "It's you again."
The man laughed hoarsely, "Little girl, we meet again."
Shen Mu smirked, "We've met so many times already, why don't you take off your mask and let me see your true face?"
