He'd managed to get some Purified Exotic Beast Meat from the logistics department through his connections, planning to fill his stomach.
"Uh..." Xu An was at a loss for words and stood there somewhat dazed.
"Everyone who sees it gets a share. I'll give you some, just don't go blabbing about it," Zhao Qian hinted to Xu An with a knowing look.
"No, no need, Vice-Captain Zhao, I should head back," Xu An shook his head and refused.
Purified Exotic Beast Meat wasn't cheap; he couldn't just casually accept it from others.
Zhao Qian, adhering to the principle that accepting gifts would oblige him, insisted on having Xu An join him for a bite, no matter what.
Xu An was quite slim compared to other men, so how could he compete with Zhao Qian, who was all muscle? He was dragged off like a little chicken by Zhao Qian behind a rock to grill the meat.
Xu An: "..."
