Chapter 393: Banquet and Prayer (6600 Bonus)

There was no police station on the St. Margaret.

Captain Wilson held enormous power, combining judicial, reporting, and enforcement authority into one.

After announcing the handling result to the passengers, the issue faded quickly.

Another week went by.

Banquet hall.

Long travels are always boring, so various dance parties, banquets, reading salons, and cigar-tasting gatherings became the passengers' few pleasures.

Aaron sat behind the dinner table, enjoying the dance moves of the men and women in the ballroom.

As a prerequisite to entering high society, their manners and movements were incredibly graceful, coupled with magnificent costumes and melodious music... it was certainly a feast for the eyes.

But Aaron's purpose in attending the dance party was not here.

He bowed his head, continuing to deal with the roasted partridge, lamb, and toast on his plate...