Indeed.
What's the point of fighting when we can sit down together, have some tea, chat, and munch on pistachios? Isn't that delightful?
There was no need to change places. The four of them, refreshed and in new clothes, sat peacefully by the clear, bright glass wall.
Everyone here has class.
And since it's a spar, it definitely won't hurt our harmony.
"Colonel Wang, how long are you staying in the East Sea?"
Jiang Chen, who had just lost, inquired nonchalantly, neither proud in victory nor bitter in defeat.
"I will leave shortly."
"In such a hurry?"
As the host, Jiang Chen naturally offered, "How about staying for dinner?"
Wang Heting smiled, "Not by my own choice."
Jiang Chen understood.
"There's always tomorrow."
Wang Heting continued.
Jiang Chen nodded, "Next time you visit the East Sea, Colonel Wang, be sure to let me know in advance—oh, and Miss Liu too."
