Chapter 821: Fear

Chapter 821: Fear

"Boss, look at those legs. Tsk, tsk, and that waist... the women on Hope Island really are beautiful." The bald man's neck stretched out long. His eyes were fixed on the young woman, and he looked like he was about to start drooling.

The family in the distance cast their gazes on them, prompting Johnson to pick up the soup spoon in the broth and smack it into the bald man's face. "Pull yourself together! We're not in a brothel in the harbor district!"

That family were residents of Hope Island, while they were outsiders. If they were to cause trouble here, the police would obviously side with Hope Island's residents.

"That's all. Thank you," Lily said and returned the menu back to the waitress. She then turned to look at the warships in the distance. Her eyes were filled with longing as she gazed at those ships.

"Lily, stop looking at them. I still haven't heard your thoughts about the matter I mentioned to you a few days ago. What do you think?" Doctor Oliver sporting a small mustache, asked his daughter.

Lily's face instantly turned sour. "Daddy, give me a break, please? I really have no plans of getting married for now."

"Daughter, I'm not asking you to get married right away. You can think of it as getting to know each other. What if it works out? He's a lieutenant commander in the navy."

"Is being a lieutenant commander really that impressive?" Lily questioned. Then, she turned to her younger brother and made faces at him.

Lily's mother next to her revealed a hint of helplessness. She reached out to hold her daughter's hand and patted it before patiently explaining, "Sweetie, Hope Island has many upper-class social circles, but members of the Navy will always be a part of the upper class. If you marry him, our family will be able to squeeze into Hope Island's high society."

"If you really want to squeeze into Hope Island's high society, how about you just make me marry the Governor of Hope Island? Wouldn't that be better?"

Oliver shook his head and chimed in, "The Governor's position is too high. People of our status cannot hope to compare to him. Besides, the Governor is already married."

"Wait, did you actually consider marrying me to him?!" Lily asked, eyes widening in surprise.

"I don't think you should worry too much about it," Lily's mother said, "I've had a few interactions with that young man, and he's an excellent young man. If his personality and appearance don't meet my standards, do you really think I can stomach allowing him to get in touch with you?"

In the face of her mother's earnest persuasion, Lily rested her chin on her hand, looking a bit listless as she nodded and replied, "Alright then. I'll go and meet him, then."

Just then, something shattered from the side. Lily instinctively looked over and saw a bald man standing up in shock, staring out of the window next to him. "Boss, did you see that?! Those ships have just disappeared into thin air!"

The others on the third floor turned toward the distant docks and were surprised to find that the docked ships had truly disappeared.

The idea made him feel extremely nervous, and his previous calm and composed demeanor was nowhere to be found.

There was something Johnson hadn't told his henchmen, and it was the fact that he had survived an encounter with a Divinity. His survival was an incredibly rare feat, even throughout the Subterranean Sea, but it did not make the ordeal less terrifying.

Johnson was aware—painfully aware of just how terrifying Divinities were.

"Let's go! We're going to the docks!" Johnson exclaimed with pale lips, and his eyes were filled with a deep sense of fear as he rushed to the docks.

Johnson rushed down the bustling Second Street, and he only had one thought in mind—leave Hope Island. Regardless of whether the rumor was true or not, he had to leave Hope Island as soon as possible!

A piercing car horn echoed, interrupting Johnson's train of thought. He looked up and saw a pure white limousine with gold rims driving toward them. The car looked like something that even the rich couldn't easily afford.

The people nearby took off their hats and bowed to the car. The sight startled Johnson, and his expression turned grim.

Just then, a little girl Nene walked past him.

"Little girl," Johnson called out to her. "Can you tell me whose car is that?"

Nene turned to look at Johnson and replied, "That's the Governor's car."

Johnson felt a shiver down his spine at the oncoming car, and scenes that were buried in the deepest recesses of his mind flashed before him, throwing him into a panic.

When the car finally drove past him, Johnson could not hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground. He curled up into a ball and quivered in fear, refusing to even look up.

Johnson's mouth was wide open, and his saliva dripped down freely from his lips. He was so terrified that he looked like he was about to die from fear.

Johnson's henchmen were terrified upon seeing their boss' reaction, and they cast a horrified gaze at the distant car.

Just then, Nene added, "But Sparkle said that her father doesn't really like riding in a car. I think the Governor isn't in that car."