"So generous?" Duren Burg felt a little surprised at the cigarette that was passed to him, which was a luxury even in the big cities, let alone in the army. How could Qian Jin give it to him without hesitation?
"Unless…"Duren Burg stood up and circled alongside the iron fence like a restless hare, eyes filled with immense curiosity and inquiry, "Does it mean that…you have a lot of them?"
Qian Jin looked up to gaze at Duren Burg, puzzled by his question. Usually, someone who was given a cigarette would enjoy it immediately, paying no attention to the cause of such an offering. Rollin used to ponder a lot when he was granted something desirable by others, but this person in front of him also did the same.
"Oh! I was right!" Duren Burg’s forefinger trembled as he pointed at Qian Jin. "I saw that! I saw that! Your eyes told me that you still have plenty of cigarettes".
