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Tang Mo walked across the slender gangway and onto the deck of this massive armed merchant sailing ship, where a group of well-dressed elves had already set up a dining table and laid out many fine foods.
In the sea breeze, the pristine tablecloth gently rippled. Under the yellowing, huge sails rolled up in sections resembling lotus roots, a handsome and charming elf was smiling, holding a wine glass, watching him.
In this world, who isn't obsessed with good looks? When John saw Tang Mo's handsome, youthful face, his mood improved by a good two points—about the score of filling in the blanks on a quiz.
"Hello! My name is Tang Mo, and I am the owner of an enterprise on the outskirts of Brunas City." Although the two weapon-bearing attendants weren't allowed on board the ship, Wes had been permitted to follow.
After all, everyone still cares about appearances these days, and having a guard with you wasn't something that made people particularly apprehensive.