At this time, not far from the Mist Belt, the Moonlight Turbulence was moving forward slowly.
On the deck of the Moonlight Turbulence, a captain's chair covered in black bear skin, completely out of place with the surrounding rugged style, was placed here.
And Sanders, dressed in a black gentleman's suit, sat in the captain's chair with his right foot crossed over his left knee, revealing his shiny leather shoes.
"The crew who just moved the chair over, are they blind and heartless? Didn't see the old man here, and actually moved the chair for a young and strong person like you to sit first." Kanter stood opposite Sanders with a furious expression, his two long whiskers blown upwards.
"People moved the chair for good intentions. There's always a first come, first served, isn't there? They're already continuing to move now?" It was Nis speaking: "But, I still don't understand, why don't you stay in the cabin nicely, instead of coming to the deck to catch the breeze?"
