Xia Chuan and Shen Lan's fingers twitched involuntarily. The latter even directly furrowed his brows, putting his discomfort plainly on his face, as straightforward as ever without any concealment.

When they first discovered this man in the bathroom, Xia Chuan and Shen Lan could sense his dangerousness, even though he was in a terribly weak state at the time.

But at that time, they didn't feel there was anything to worry about.

On one hand, it was because this man didn't show any hostility, didn't overly expose his own information, and didn't pry into Xia Chuan and Shen Lan's information either.

On the other hand, it was because Xia Chuan and Shen Lan felt that even if this man did show hostility, the two of them should be able to handle it.

But now, with just this small action, Xia Chuan and Shen Lan felt that if this man truly harbored ill intent, it might not be easy for the two of them to deal with him. They were indeed bold enough to not fear danger. But no matter how strong someone is, they still don't like this kind of unfathomable danger.

"Here, these clothes are for you." That man acted as if he didn't see the change in Shen Lan's expression at all. He walked up to them, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth as always when he spoke.

His slender pale fingers nimbly flicked the stack of clothes a couple times, separating out a set of shirt and pants, and handed them to Xia Chuan: "Since we said we look quite alike, our clothing preferences should be similar too, right?"

Xia Chuan pursed his lips, glanced at him, but still reached out to take the clothes, saying: "Thanks, but I may not be able to return them for now."

The man nodded, smiling faintly again: "It's fate that we met, no need to return them then."

He then handed the remaining set of clothes to Shen Lan, saying: "This larger set belongs to my friend. I can't make the call on this, but wearing them until we disembark should be fine."

"Same as me, no need to return them." Just as he finished speaking, a tall man happened to turn the corner of the wall not far behind him and walked this way. He had clearly heard what the man said to Xia Chuan, and threw the same words to Shen Lan.

"Speak of the devil." The man who resembled Xia Chuan gestured at him, saying to Shen Lan: "Those are his clothes. Since he said no need to return them, wear them with ease." After saying that, without waiting for Shen Lan to reach out and take them, he directly stuffed the clothes into Shen Lan's arms.

The lighting in this corridor wasn't very good. Only when the tall man walked up close could they see Xia Chuan and Shen Lan's appearances clearly. He paused in surprise, then smiled and introduced himself: "Clay Gardner. Pleased to meet you again. Sorry for being rash last night."

"Again?" The man who resembled Xia Chuan was also slightly surprised, accurately catching this word.

"Last night Amos was running around and I searched for a long time, did you forget, Liang?" Clay said to that man.

This Clay Gardner was none other than the person who had knocked on Xia Chuan and Shen Lan's door, asking if they had seen a 4-5 year old child.

Xia Chuan's eyelids twitched inexplicably. Although this cruise ship wasn't large, and judging from the people encountered these two days, the passenger load wasn't high either. In this kind of environment, the probability of running into the same person twice in a row wasn't actually that low. But he always felt this was a bit too much of a coincidence.

However, he didn't reveal anything on his face. He even caught a hint of an unusual expression from the man called "Liang" in the pause when Clay spoke.

His brows furrowed imperceptibly, then quickly relaxed. Although this fleeting expression was extremely subtle, it was still noticed by Clay.

Clay paused for a moment, then suddenly seemed to remember something. With a look of "having done something stupid", he slapped his forehead and said: "Okay, I got a bit carried away for a moment."

His words made no sense. Neither Xia Chuan nor Shen Lan understood, obviously only meant for "Liang" to hear.

But Xia Chuan quickly sorted out the key points in his mind. The man called "Liang" had earlier beat around the bush with them for a while without introducing himself. That clearly wasn't because he forgot, but because he had no intention to, just like Xia Chuan and Shen Lan. He carried some secrets or matters that were inconvenient to speak of, so he didn't want to reveal personal information to strangers to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble.

Connecting the strange and horrifying reaction on Liang's body earlier, and the tattoo on his back shoulder that Xia Chuan didn't get a clear look at, this secret was likely no small matter.

But this Mr. Clay Gardner had only come over to say hello and spoke a few words, yet had already spilled both his own name and Liang's name. No wonder Liang furrowed his brows, he must be feeling quite upset.

But words spoken are like water poured, it can't be taken back. It's not like he could make Xia Chuan and Shen Lan shut off their brains and immediately forget their names...

After feeling upset for two seconds, Liang waved his hand at Clay, then calmly and unflinchingly raised his hand to Xia Chuan and Shen Lan, saying: "The situation earlier was a bit awkward and I didn't introduce myself. It's not too late to make up for it now. My surname is He, first name Liang. How should I address you two?"

Mr. Clay Gardner's eyelid twitched as he lowered his head to study the carpet.

Actually, without seeing his reaction, Xia Chuan could guess that this "Liang" definitely wouldn't report his real surname. No matter what, his surname wouldn't be He.

Xia Chuan, on the principle of reciprocating etiquette and no one getting the short end, also had no intention of reporting his full real name. He was too lazy to make up another surname, so he simply borrowed Liang's to use. He said just as calmly and unflinchingly: "What a coincidence, my surname is also He, single name Chuan."

Hearing this name, Clay Gardner was stunned at first. He looked up at Xia Chuan, then reacted that this icy fellow was also talking nonsense. He immediately buried his head even more, as if he was at odds with the carpet.

As for Liang, he raised his eyebrows, but only said: "Nice to meet you." Then he shifted his gaze away, looking at Shen Lan standing beside Xia Chuan with a calm expression.

Shen Lan didn't really like being touched by strangers, but this Liang looked a lot like Xia Chuan, making it hard for him to dislike the man. So after a second of hesitation, he still raised his hand and briefly shook Liang's, saying, "Just call me Shen Lan."

Clay Gardner: "..."

Although the first two didn't give their real names, at least they only did it halfway. This guy, however, gave a name that was clearly a code name at first listen. Anyone with a brain that hadn't been shot would know it was a fake name.

That Clay Gardner didn't know Shen Lan's background and assumed he was just shamelessly talking nonsense. He was probably stunned by the level of shamelessness and couldn't say anything for a while. It was the consistently calm Liang who, upon hearing Shen Lan's name, suddenly had a sharp look in his eyes.

He frowned, then lowered his gaze and patted Clay Gardner's shoulder, saying, "Alright, the clothes are given. Let's go."

With that, he pulled Clay Gardner and walked towards the corner, not forgetting to maintain a final courtesy by waving at Shen Lan and Xia Chuan and saying "See you later".

At this time, he was wearing a white shirt on top and trousers on the bottom. Probably because he had left in a hurry, the sleeves and collar were not buttoned up, but even so, it would not expose his back shoulders. This white shirt had a traditional and strict style, and the fabric was not transparent either. Xia Chuan and the others had no way to see if there was really a number similar to Shen Lan's tattooed on the back of his shoulders.

But the two of them had come out just for this, and with Shen Lan's straightforward personality, he would feel a bit unsatisfied if he didn't get to the bottom of it.

As soon as he saw Liang about to leave, he immediately stretched out his long arm and patted Liang's right shoulder, calling out, "Wait a moment."

But before his hand could touch the fabric of Liang's clothes, Liang grabbed it without even turning his head. Liang twisted Shen Lan's hand and turned his head to ask coldly, "What are you doing?"