When Deke and Old Paul returned to the palace hall, Lin Fan was sitting comfortably on the soft sofa, enjoying the high-end cigar specially supplied by the Child Clan.
Upon seeing Lin Fan again, Deke couldn't help but show a bit of self-mockery, shaking his head with a bitter smile and saying, "How's the taste of the cigar?"
"The taste is pretty good. I guess you can only experience such flavor in your family," Lin Fan said with a light smile, taking a deep breath.
"If you like it, I'll ask Old Paul the butler to fetch you a box later." Deke replied heartily, laughing.
"Offering kindness without cause, either treacherous or thieving! A whole box isn't necessary; I'll just take this pack." Lin Fan picked up the exquisite cigar box from the table, amusingly shaking it in his hand, and then stuffed it into his pocket.
Seeing this, Deke could only laugh. In this world, perhaps only Lin Fan dared to be so carefree in his manor.
