Yuan Hu felt a bit relieved upon hearing the helmsman's comforting words.
The two undressed Zheng Deli, leaving him in his inner lining pants.
Zheng Deli had already regained consciousness but did not dare make a sound.
"What should we do with this corpse?" the helmsman asked.
"What else can we do? The usual, throw it into the river!" Yuan Hu kicked the 'corpse' in frustration.
Zheng Deli remained silent.
The helmsman frowned, "This time it's different. Many people saw us bringing him on the boat. If they find his body, we might not be able to explain ourselves."
Yuan Hu sneered, "What's the big deal? When the boat docks, we'll inform the Corpse Recovery Team ahead of time. Just say this guy got drunk and accidentally fell into the rapids."
"Don't forget, I'm always a passenger on the boat, you're the helmsman. With my testimony, there's no risk."
The helmsman's dark face showed a smile, "Brother Yuan always thinks things through."
