C472 Set up an Ambush(1)

Opposite Zhuo Ting'en sat an old man with an ancient face, who looked a little dispirited and dispirited.

This old man also had a cigarette in his hand, but it was not a cigar. It was the kind of cigarette that the old man often smoked in Huaxia's countryside.

Compared to the warmth of the cigar smoke, the leaf smoke that the old man smoked was much more exciting