Elder Wei looked at the battle, which had already come to a close, and the busy figures around him, taking a deep puff of his cigarette. Nicotine climbed up his throat and into his brain, the numbing effect slightly released, making his trembling arms somewhat better.
His peripheral vision noticed another silhouette, and he genuinely smiled.
Against the glow of the fire, his features appeared somewhat weathered.
"You're here?"
Then, as if a tacit understanding developed over years, he directly pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his inner pocket, tearing open a portion and presenting it to the other.
Liu Liang didn't stand on ceremony, directly accepting it, lighting up, taking a drag, and similarly leaning against the nearby car, the entire motion completed fluidly.
"What's the situation?"
