"Hou Fei, can I have a private talk with you?" Jin asked as if he was considering the lucrative proposal that Hou Fei had thought out of the blue.

"It's fine, we're already done with our food and had planned to leave anyway. There are some post-battle debriefings we need to do with our respective platoons." Kan Jian said, and the rest nodded their heads, giving their General and the Dungeon Supplier some time to sort things out.

"Thanks, guys." Hou Fei said as he waved goodbye to his men and asked Jin if he could light another cigarette.

"You know, even if you are a high-grade cultivator, it doesn't mean you should smoke that much. You haven't forgotten that Grandpa Ming died from cancer, have you? Speaking of, I do not remember seeing you at his funeral." Jin suddenly realised.

Aside from a few of his past neighbours and friends from other provinces, Jin did not recall seeing Hou Fei at the funeral procession.

"I was in an overseas conferencediscussing on- Never mind. Not something you should worry about. Still, that doesn't mean it came as a surprise. Before his passing, Ming called and told me that his time was soon to be up. That he was going to leave soon without giving you any notice and asked me to look after you when possible. We had a great dinner talking all about the old times we ever had." Hou Fei somehow stopped abruptly and took a deep breath from his lit cigarette.

"In any case, why would you like to talk to me in person? Not because of this issue, right?" Hou Fei asked, and Jin shook his head even though he had a number of questions pertaining to Ming and especially in regards to Grandma Yuan.

It's just that he did not know where to start.

"When I asked about the worst-case scenario, your expression turned for the worse and eventually got so serious. I doubt that you had some sudden epiphany that led the whole conversation this way." Jin questioned, and Hou Fei returned