"Who can tell me what on earth is going on?" Charles, dressed in a black formal suit, applauded while he asked his companions with a puzzled expression.
He was now in the spacious backyard of the Dipu Family, where the red and white flowers around decorated the yard exceptionally beautifully, especially the huge floral arch behind the newlyweds.
If not for the bandages' help, it would have been hard to find so many fresh flowers on the entire Hope Island.
Indeed, he was attending a wedding, sailor chief Deep's wedding.
The other crew members seated next to him were equally bewildered, as they blankly stared at Deep and Alya kissing beneath the floral arch.
"If I remember correctly, this morning, Deep was just asking us how to resolve some love issues," Feierbahah muttered, "how on earth did it become a wedding by evening? This is way too fast, isn't it? Just what did he do?"
