The sea breeze gently blew, the campfire crackled and burned, casting everyone's faces in a warm red glow.
Chen Qi and An found a vacant table, opened a bottle of wine.
Pop!
The two clinked glasses, celebrating that both of them were alive and well at this Crack Tide juncture.
"The taste isn't bad."
Chen Qi blissfully bit into a juicy beef rib, enjoying the feeling of indulging in delicious food without having to cook it himself.
As he ate, Chen Qi kept an eye on the shipbuilder nearby.
An was a minor celebrity as a genius, just as he was as a chef.
However, at that moment, not many people came to chat with them. Everyone's attention was fully captured by the shipbuilder from Steam Hand.
A shipbuilder from the Steam Hand Company, even in the Witch Sea, was a rare existence.
Chen Qi tried hard to recall information about this shipbuilder.