The three of them came to the center of the training ground. Officer Li lit a cigarette for Qi Xia and himself. Han Yimo laughed awkwardly, then put the cigarette in his mouth and asked, "How do you learn to do this?"
Officer Li reached out, took the cigarette directly from his mouth, and put it back in the cigarette pack.
"Learn my ass. Do you know how much I envy people who don't smoke? This stuff is all harm and no good. It's best if you don't know how, so don't ever learn."
"Huh?"
Han Yimo was a bit confused.
"Officer Li, but you just said..."
Qi Xia waved his hand, interrupting Han Yimo, and then asked, "Han Yimo, what is the 'Seven Black Sword'?"
"Ah...?"
Han Yimo's expression froze. If Qi Xia hadn't brought it up, he would have almost forgotten that bizarre encounter. In the last cycle, his belly was pierced by the "Seven Black Sword".