For these flight attendants, there was undoubtedly a fatal attraction.
If they could win the favor of this young nobleman, they could escape the life of the lower class and no longer need to continue wandering.
These flight attendants came from various races, and many of them were slaves sold to the passenger transport companies. They yearned to escape their current situations every moment.
"Sir, may I ask if you would like a drink?" A beautiful woman boldly approached, bending down to reveal a deep cleavage as she asked softly.
"Not for now, thank you!" The black-haired young man was about to check the messages from Five Burial Stars. Hearing the voice, he slightly paused, raised his head, momentarily dazed, but quickly recovered. He smiled faintly.
"All right, if you need anything, feel free to call me. I am Nana, flight attendant number 03." The beautiful woman's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, but it quickly vanished.