In the West, turkey was an indispensable part of the Christmas Eve and Christmas dinner table.
The dinner Oswald had prepared was no exception.
A glossy, succulent turkey, crisp on the outside and tender within, sat in the center of the table.
"Restrain yourself and observe propriety. Cheers!"
Once everyone was seated, Oswald was the first to raise his glass, speaking with a smile.
Restrain yourself and observe propriety-this was their headmaster's expectation and admonition to them.
Led by Oswald, everyone raised their glasses and drank together.
After setting down their glasses, they all helped themselves to the plump turkey in the center of the table.
To be precise, they merely tasted a bite.
Turkey meat was terribly dry and tough.
Were it not a Western Christmas Eve tradition, Zhou Quan would not have given it a second glance.
As for Oswald, Lai Wing-lim, and the others, the way they too set down their knives and forks made it clear that they had little liking for this food either.
"Quentin, of all our younger schoolmates, you had the most natural talent."
Oswald took a small sip of wine and said with a hint of regret, "I originally thought you would enter the legal profession. Who could have imagined that you would join the Police Force as soon as you returned to Hong Kong Island?"
To Oswald, joining the Police Force was clearly a waste of Zhou Quan's talents as an Oxford University graduate with a Master of Laws.
He ought to have pursued a legal career and then entered the Legislative Council.
Lai Wing-lim clearly had a different view.
"Quentin's maternal grandfather is Old Master Lee. He clearly has a brighter future in the Police Force."
Lai Wing-lim raised his glass toward Zhou Quan across the table and said with