Changbin's eyes scanned the horizon before settling on the entrance of the cargo hold. The dim lanterns cast flickering shadows across the room as they swayed in sync with the waves beneath the ship.

His steely eyes narrowed as he stepped inside hearing shuffling coming from a barrel. In one swift motion, he knocked the lid off, revealing a pair of big eyes of a person who clutched a satchel tightly.

"A stowaway, eh?" he drawled, crossing his arms. "You've got guts, I'll give you that."