From behind the servant, a few crew members parted beside him like a stream. They ignored the looks of the others, grabbed both feet of the dead man, and dragged his lifeless corpse out of the box.
Soon enough, there was the sound of a heavy object falling into the sea and it was self-evident where they had thrown him. Only a bloody, water trail that had seeped from his body as it was dragged away was left on the wooden floor.
The faces of the people in the box were deadly pale, only the hazy clouds of smoke and the alcohol spilled on the floor remained of the previous boisterous scene. The servant seemed to have not seen their looks of horror and fear and repeated, "Dinner is about to be served. Guests please."