"What's going on? Are you jealous of me?" Varo's eyes grew wide. "Hey, if it's because you have to stay here for the training, and I get to leave here soon, I can understand how you feel right now. I won't blame you for it, my Eastern friend."
"I wish it were that simple," Zhang Heng said.
"What does that mean? Because I really can't think of another reason... Is there a reason why you are not happy for a friend who is about to leave this hell hole?" asked Varo.
Zhang Heng sighed. "My dear friend from Rome, haven't you had even the slightest suspicion of how you ended up here? Are you sure the whole thing is just a coincidence or accident?"
Varo was stunned when he heard Zhang Heng's reply. Before he could speak again, a whip was drawn at the two of them.