At that moment, a man in his forties emerged from behind a large tree. It was the middle-aged man who had slipped away earlier. He seemed to be a retired special forces soldier.
"Hello." The middle-aged man grinned sheepishly, looking harmless.
Yang Gang was a little taken aback by the man's expression.
Damn it, the 'harmless and adorable as a bunny' expression is my patent, isn't it?
"So, you like to peep?" Yang Gang said nonchalantly.
The middle-aged man scratched his head, looking innocently, "I was just checking out my intuition."
"Hmm…" Yang Gang took a glance at the man, pondered slightly and then stated, "You smell faintly of gunpowder. Did you serve on the battlefield?"
"Battlefield? Well...I did exchange fire with Southeast Asian drug traffickers when I was in the military." The middle-aged man confessed unexpectedly.
"Hmm... So, you were a special forces operative." Yang Gang's eyes sparkled a bit.
