Chen Fan didn't return to his room right away; instead, he walked along the hallway and made his way to the top deck. The Swan Princess was a multi-layered behemoth that weighed over a few thousand tons. The sun had set a few hours ago, so no one was walking about on the deck at this hour. People were either conversing in private quarters or engaging in intimate activities under the bedsheets.
Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and looked at the distant shining jewels on the shore of Victoria Bay. The sight would be more gorgeous up close, but Chen Fan's vision was ten times sharper than an ordinary person, therefore, he could see everything: from the neon lights to the bustling dock hands, people finishing their jobs at the dock.
