Xiaobao smiled slightly and said, "Claudia, no need to be nervous. I believe Mr. Tindaro won't just start a fight like that."
"Mr. Li, you're indeed a smart man," Tindaro couldn't help but clapped his hands.
He then took out a box of cigars, handed one to Xiaobao, but Xiaobao waved it off and took out his own cigarette: "Sorry, I'm used to smoking this."
Xiaobao lit a cigarette, looking at Tindaro, who was holding a cigar. His expression was calm, and his eyes became extremely serene. He didn't speak, seemingly waiting for the other party to start the conversation.
"Mr. Li is indeed a remarkable person, with boundless courage, worthy of respect," Tindaro smiled, lifted his glass, appearing utterly calm.
After clinking glasses with Xiaobao, he gently took a sip, slightly closing his eyes, seemingly savoring the flavor of the whiskey.
After a moment, he whispered two words: "Eternal Night."
Upon hearing these words, Xiaobao's eyes flickered: "A name renowned."
