After he finished speaking, Chris paused for a moment. "For now, we better believe it. After all, the time for the banquet is near. Let's see what surprises he can give us in the future!"
The man plays with his unlit cigarette. After returning it to him, he said, "I can't smoke, I want to go home and meet her."
Chris held two cigarettes in his hands, looked at the figure of the man in the car, then took a quiet sip.
'Is that how you want to meet her? Aren't you meeting her every day?'
He glared at the taillights of the car, and when he turned his gaze behind him, he glanced at the restaurant lobby. He immediately threw the cigarette butts in his hands on the ground, and smashed them twice with the sole of his shoes.
Chris walked to his parking lot, pulled out his cell phone, and made another overseas call.
