Xiao Tao's father, old Meng, was waiting for them at the port.
His right hand was in bandages, and he walked with a limp due to the injuries he sustained on his knees.
"Father! We had a sumptuous breakfast, and I've brought some of it for you. Here."
Xiao Tao ran over and passed the breakfast from the inn to her father.
Old Meng opened one of the wooden containers and saw what was inside.
Buns, dumplings, meat and noodles.
It was a feast compared to what he was used to.
Old Meng quickly came up to Lin Fan, Ho Ming and Hun Yen Kun.
He clasped his hands and bowed to them.
"Thank you so much for your generosity.
"I'm old Meng. I wanted to bring you around on the boat myself, but Xiao Tao wouldn't let me.
"She's still worried about my injuries, so she will have to go in my place.
"But rest assured that she knows the seas around this region. She has helped me out since she was young," Old Meng said.
