"I need to know how the war between the Sanctuary and the West Coast government is really going!"
Qin Ran said.
Having chosen to accept [Special Event: Full-Scale War], Qin Ran naturally needed specific details about the current "battlefield."
And what better way was there to get that information than from one of the sides fighting in it?
"That isn't my decision to make. I can only pass on your request as you stated it!"
Nisir maintained a strictly businesslike attitude.
Qin Ran didn't mind.
As long as the Sanctuary didn't want the tension to return just after Shiqi had helped ease it, they would certainly share that information with him.
Except for their most closely guarded secrets, of course.
"Is there anything else?"
"If not..."
Nisir made a gesture indicating that he was leaving.
Qin Ran smiled and nodded.
The wooden door opened, then closed.
A gust of cold wind swept in and vanished.
Qin Ran eagerly approached the hearth. The aroma of the meat in the pot had long since filled the cabin.
"Rabbit stew with radishes and potatoes-if only there were some tofu, it would be even better!"
Qin Ran picked up his bowl and began ladling food into it with a wooden spoon.
Then he wolfed it down.
Unlike usual, Shiqi didn't join Qin Ran in fighting over the food. He silently lit a cigarette, and only when Qin Ran reached his third bowl did he finally force out a few words.
"Thank you!"
After saying that, Shiqi took another deep drag, using the smoke to hide his embarrassment.
"Yes, you should thank me!"
"If it weren't for me, no one would ever eat your cooking!"
Qin Ran nodded and spoke with perfect seriousness.
Shiqi froze. Watching Qin Ran continue to wolf down his food, he