He wanted to clarify things, but since he himself hadn't figured it out yet, how could he explain it to the old man?
His dark eyes slightly narrowed, and Lu Zhanbei suddenly felt the urge to smoke again.
He was always the kind of person who did as he pleased. Once he thought of something, he would naturally do it, so now that he wanted to smoke, he instinctively took a cigarette out of his pocket.
It was just that...
As soon as he held it between his fingers, he suddenly remembered he was still in front of the old man. So, the lighter he had intended to use was put back, and he only sniffed the slender cigarette repeatedly in front of his nose.
Then, he asked, "How long has it been since you visited Mr. Bai?"
"Why visit him?"
The old man didn't think much about it and just said: "He's such a busy person, if I go, he'd have to spare time to eat and drink with me, it's not worth it..."
Lu Zhanbei: "..."
