A few people were not far away from the dining hall, setting a fire for cooking on the frozen deck. Turning around slightly, Meng Qi slightly turned and saw what was going on inside through the half-open door. He immediately understood what the sailor had meant when he had said that there was something wrong.
In the hall, as the weather had suddenly turned cold, many boat passengers chose to stay in their rooms, wrapped in warm quilts, waiting for servants to serve them meals, wine, braziers and thick quilts. Therefore, there were not many people having meals in the hall. Only five or six tables were seated.
