Worth
When the five foreigners came out from inside, behind them was a waiter holding a tray. On the tray, there were seven goblets and an opened bottle of red wine.
When these people stood together, they were still quite easy to distinguish.
Two women, one taller and the other petite, both blonde.
As for the three other men, although they all had a white complexion, one person had short hair, one person's hair was knotted, and one person had long hair and covered his ears.
"Two gentlemen, we brought some red wine, do you want to taste it together?"
When these five people walked over, the petite blonde girl spoke softly in an extremely standard Chinese Mandarin.
But both Ye Bei and Wang An remained silent and ignored them.
And these five people did not have any anger, in contrast, there were still elegant smiles on their faces.
Then they took a step forward and sat down casually in front of a table on the deck one by one.