Hearing Linda's words, Charles nodded, saying nothing more. There was nothing more to say now; all he could do was wait.
In the pitch-black oppressive sea, there was nothing he could do, not even pray to God.
If there was no response, it was just a comfort of the mind, but if there was an actual response, that would be real trouble.
Just then, Chef Plang came over with a plate full of food, placing it in front of Charles.
Charles stuffed the bread into the fish soup and, while eating, asked, "Apart from his three wives, does Feierbahah have anyone else at home?"
Linda looked at her captain with some surprise. "Three wives? He doesn't have that many."
Charles, who was chewing, paused for a moment and then quickly realized that those were just things from another perspective, "I remembered wrong. Do you know about Feierbahah's family?"
"Feierbahah has a child, not sure with whom, a bit slow in the head."
