Although he didn't know the truth of what Persephone, the dark horse, said, Bourbon felt a chill run from his tailbone to the top of his head, and his expression changed from confusion to bewilderment. "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, just a friendly reminder." Black Horse Persephone's gaze shifted from the Siamese cat's face to the black wolf. The black wolf continued walking forward expressionlessly, revealing no clue whatsoever. A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

Rumbling--

A loud noise came from afar, as if a heavy object had collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, bang—bang—bang—

A series of impact sounds came, as if someone was hammering the deck.

Persephone, the black horse, trembled with fear. She glanced at the Siamese cat, then at the expressionless black wolf, and finally moved closer to him. "Do you think the brown bear might dismantle the cruise ship? It's making such a racket, why isn't anyone stopping it? Are the Kirima family members all afraid of brown bears? If the cruise ship sinks, we'll all be fish food!"

Ray glanced at Persephone, the dark horse who was approaching, and said calmly, "Unless he has a bomb or the cruise ship runs aground, it will be difficult for him to do it alone."

"Besides, he only damaged the interior. If those people want to repair it, it's a very simple matter, so Miss Black Horse doesn't need to worry too much." Bourbon smiled brightly, his words full of concern, but his eyes glanced at the burly men wearing blank masks.

Black Horse Persephone glanced back. "To be honest, I'm more worried that he'll find the chair."

“As long as you don’t tell anyone, no one there will know.” Bourbon turned to look at Persephone, who was clutching her heart, guessing that the woman was playing the victim again. He put on a worried look and asked softly, “If Miss Persephone is afraid, it might be safer to leave these games sooner rather than later.”

“Quit the game…” Black Horse Persephone frowned slightly, seemingly considering the Siamese Cat’s suggestion. After a while, she spoke softly, “I don’t really want to quit yet. If I can become the final winner, that’s endless wealth.”

Bourbon smiled and said, "Really? I thought Miss Black Horse was different from the others."

"Mr. Siamese Cat, why do you think I should participate in the game?" Black Horse Persephone tilted her head slightly to look at the Siamese Cat and returned the smile.

With his hands in his pockets and his icy face expressionless, Ray glanced at Persephone, the dark horse chatting and laughing with Bourbon. He had a new assessment of this frail woman and suspected that the name she gave him when they first met was not her real name. So what was her purpose?

Suddenly, a bold guess popped into Ray's mind—perhaps the one who truly saw the rabbit as a target was her, not the Cobra Woman, and that she said that to distract them.

“Persephone…” Ray suddenly called out the name.

"Hmm?" The woman on the black horse turned to look at the black wolf in confusion. "Mr. Black Wolf, is there something you need?"

"Watch your step." Ray withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward with steady steps. He felt that the black-horse woman's expression just now was too natural, as if she had been deliberately trained. After all, he had done similar exercises before.

The woman in black looked down and saw the scattered ceramic shards on the floor. She smiled and whispered, "Thank you."

"The Queen of the Underworld?" Bourbon looked at the woman on the black horse.

“Your reaction is just like that of the gray rabbit.” The woman on the black horse stared at the Siamese cat. “You probably don’t know, but I am an Achaean.”

(This chapter and the previous chapter will be revised...)

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