Shang Yu came from the side, and under the parasol, Qin Si stubbed out his cigarette, got up on his knees, and said, "Long time no see."
"Sit." Shang Yu's features were sharp, and he sat under the umbrella with a cold demeanor, casually grabbing a pack of cigarettes and lighting one, "You could have sent someone to deliver it, why go through the trouble yourself?"
Qin Si glanced at Shang Yu's unusually indifferent profile, smiled faintly, and said, "I haven't been busy recently, so I had some free time."
The man sipped on his cigarette, the faint smoke blurring his sharp features, "From Li City?"
"Yes." Qin Si examined him indirectly for a moment, turned his face away, and chuckled lightly, "This island is indeed hard to find, not even registered on radar. Are you planning...to stay here permanently?"
Shang Yu looked down, dusting off his trousers, shadows flickering in his eyes, "Have you been in contact with Shang Lu recently?"
