The short note had little needless chatter, and its tone was extremely humble. In it, Old Xia mentioned that after the team had been wiped out, he had escaped punishment from his superiors and was still allowed to form a new team, all thanks to the care of his old classmate, Feng Dengfeng. He expressed deep gratitude.
Gratitude, of course, couldn't be expressed with words alone. The cigarettes and liquor were a token of Old Xia's appreciation.
Old Xia also mentioned that he had recently come across some leads and found a way to obtain scarce supplies. He hoped they could meet in person to discuss it sometime.
If Old Xia had brought up their old friendship or reminisced about their school days, Feng Dengfeng would most likely have sneered and tossed the note aside.
But Old Xia hadn't said a word about any of that pointless emotional stuff. Instead, he had piqued Feng Dengfeng's interest.
To be honest, if Old Xia had sounded humble and tried to suck up to him, Feng Dengfeng wouldn't have been interested in the slightest.
Instead, Old Xia's calm tone struck him as strange.
Had that Old Xia finally learned how things worked?
He didn't have to believe what the note said, but the high-end cigarettes and liquor were the real deal.
Although Old Xia hadn't been punished by his superiors this time, Feng Dengfeng himself had done nothing to help. In fact, he had practically wanted to cut ties with Old Xia and wash his hands of him.
It was only after learning that Old Xia had escaped punishment and was even allowed to form a new team that he refrained from kicking him while he was down.
But afterward, he had thought the matter through. Lord Tree Ancestor was short on people