As the door gently closed, the inside and outside of the room were separated into two worlds.
Only Count Nicoll and Count Evan were inside the room; even Anna did not enter.
Count Nicoll personally poured a glass of hard liquor for Count Evan, chuckled, and said:
"Count Evan, there's no fine wine in the camp, so please bear with this."
"Haha, you might not know that to a real alcoholic, fine wine is great, but bad wine can also have its unique taste." Count Evan took the wine cup, clinked it with Count Nicoll's, and then drained it.
Count Nicoll put down his wine cup and asked, "Count Evan, since you've been in White Dew City for a while, why have you been hiding your tracks?"
Count Evan smiled and said, "Count Nicoll, let's not waste time testing each other here, shall we? You must know why I have not dared to show myself publicly."