Vikram was just thinking whether the other party would preach about righteousness or morality, asking him to hand over supplies for free or something.
The next second, Kashif Ali's reply made his eyes flash.
[Kashif Ali: I know Brother Vikram has a lot of supplies in your Shelter, and I won't fool you with useless materials.]
[Kashif Ali: For ten boxes of painkillers and anti-inflammatory drugs, how about I give you two sheep?]
Vikram stared at Kashif Ali's reply, rubbing his forehead in thought.
Divya Anjali, Sophia and Luna, who had finished lunch, sat down beside him.
Taking advantage of a lull in Vikram's conversation, she gently took his arm and placed it against her ample chest.
She gazed intently at Vikram, who was deep in thought, her eyes filled with sweetness.
Even though Vikram had been too aggressive in his first battle last night, causing her to repeatedly fall back and still walk with difficulty, it didn't stop her from cuddling with him.
