Holding a Wedding
Editor: Atlas Studios
This was the largest building on the island. Usually, this venue would only be used for important matters on the island.
As soon as Shi Qian and Arthur walked over, someone warmly invited them to their seats.
Other than the old man, there were also a few men and women in their prime.
They drank coconuts plucked from the trees and ate some seafood. Some were cooked, but most of them were raw.
There was also a clay pot filled with something dark that looked like dipping sauce. It smelled fishy and spicy.
Shi Qian had just gotten off the ship and was still feeling a little unwell. When she smelled the spice, she immediately felt nauseous.
She quickly covered her mouth and turned her face to the side.
Her action made some of the women present smile in understanding.
Shi Qian turned around and saw these people smiling at her. She still didn't know what had happened and looked at Arthur in confusion.