After Wang Ye departed, the seasoned veteran promptly descended from the tree. However, he didn't cast a glance at Wang Ye, nor did he venture upstream. Instead, he pursued The old man, who had recently departed.
"Hey, Uncle Zhang, hold on. What brand of cigarettes did you bring? Give me two packs," he softly called out upon spotting him.
Upon seeing him, he began speaking in a hushed tone.
Today, he had brought along a packet of cigarettes. He had planned on buying some cigarettes from the military vehicle later in the day, but he had crossed paths with them now. Furthermore, the old man had mentioned that he had cigarettes, so he promptly descended.
"Young rascal, lurking in the tree and peeping, did you not spot me earlier?"
The old man spun around on the spot, a grin forming as he observed him drawing near.
