You said, if this causes Bei Zheng to be rude, who should be blamed for this?"
"This...I..."
Liu Mingzhi picked up the pipe that Song Qing had put aside, loaded it with tobacco and handed it to Song Qing. He picked up the candlestick to light it for Song Qing.
"Don't worry, we are outsiders now, just sit back and watch the fight between dragons and tigers, and don't make trouble.
Otherwise, good intentions may not necessarily lead to good things, but bad things.”
Song Qing nodded with a complicated expression, lit the tobacco in front of the candle, and began to smoke with struggling eyes.
Chapter completed!