Aiden approached the ship's captain, asking, "Can I board your ship, Captain?"
The captain, a gruff and weathered man, seemed slightly irked by the question. "Of course, brat! This is my job, selling passage and goods. What else would I do if I turned away customers?" He barked, clearly admonishing Aiden for the unnecessary query.
Aiden quickly realized his mistake and replied, "Ah, I didn't mean it that way."
The captain just snorted, stepping aside to let Aiden pass. "Get on with it," he muttered.
With an awkward smile, Aiden boarded the ship and found a spot on the deck to settle in. As he gazed out at the vast, endless sea, he mumbled to himself, "Hmm, the journey should take about five hours... if a storm doesn't decide to show up." His eyes scanned the horizon, fully aware of the unpredictability of the sea—whether in the Immortal Realm or any other world.
After sufficient amount of people boarded the ship, Captain ordered his men to set sail.
