Qin Shi did not agree rashly, but turned his head to ask Old Liang.
"Okay."
Old Liang placed the wine bottle under the table, so that it could be used as a handy weapon later.
The person outside, did not seem like a good person.
Qin Shi stepped aside, letting Ren You enter, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The simple and humble dormitory room, and the ordinary appearance of Old Liang, all made him unexpected.
Such a master, hiding in this place?
"Xiaoshi, go downstairs and buy a pack of cigarettes."
Old Liang was eating fried peanuts, chewing crisply.
"Oh."
Qin Shi responded, before leaving he asked again:
"By the way, does Master Liang prefer strong or mild flavor?"
Old Liang waved his hand:
"Pick whatever you want."
Qin Shi laughed:
"Then something mild, it can suppress the fire, and doesn't hurt the lungs much."
Old Liang's hand, reaching for the wine bottle, paused for a moment, and then nodded:
"Alright."
