Breakfast With The Snakes - Final
"Hou Fei, can I have a private talk with you?" Jin asked as if he was considering the lucrative proposal that Hou Fei had thought out of the blue.
"It's fine, we're already done with our food and had planned to leave anyway. There are some post-battle debriefings we need to do with our respective platoons." Kan Jian said, and the rest nodded their heads, giving their General and the Dungeon Supplier some time to sort things out.
"Thanks, guys." Hou Fei said as he waved goodbye to his men and asked Jin if he could light another cigarette.
"You know, even if you are a high-grade cultivator, it doesn't mean you should smoke that much. You haven't forgotten that Grandpa Ming died from cancer, have you? …Speaking of, I do not remember seeing you at his funeral." Jin suddenly realised.
Aside from a few of his past neighbours and friends from other provinces, Jin did not recall seeing Hou Fei at the funeral procession.