"Twins?!"
This meant that they were brother and sister!
Jiang Shen was befuddled. He suddenly cleared his throat, breaking up the conversation as he pointed at the helicopter in the sky where a valiant soldier stood near the helicopter's exit, scattering flower petals painstakingly like a celestial maiden, and asked quietly, "Whose aircraft is that?"
"It's mine," bluntly confessed Gong Jie.
"Yours?"
He kept silent for a moment; suddenly, a thought hit him, and he asked in a hushed voice, "Does this mean that the armed cargo vessel, which forced its way through the blockade and is currently docked at the port, belongs to you, too?"
"Y-Yes, that's mine as well…" The other man began to break out in a cold sweat as he was hit by a pang of guilt and refuted thick-facedly. "But what do you mean 'an armed cargo vessel'? It's just an ordinary cruise ship; don't spout nonsense."
"An ordinary cruise ship?"
