The Exalted Warrior novel Chapter 474

Fane carried two enormous luggage bags he had bought earlier and stood before Tiger’s residence.

“Big Brother, you’re finally here. My wife and I have been waiting for you for a long time!”

Opening his door and noticing Fane at his residence, Tiger burst into guffaws.

“Come in! Come in!”

Tiger’s wife immediately came forward to welcome him.

However, she was puzzled at the sight of Fane carrying in two brand new luggage bags.

“What’s this, Big Brother?”

Tiger’s expression matched that of his wife’s. Was Fane thinking of moving house?

Unfortunately, their house was extremely small. There was no way he could move in with them.

“Heh. I didn’t have time to pick something good for you before I came, so I brought two huge luggage bags for you!”

Fane chuckled and took the bags in, placing them at the corner of the room.

Judging from Fane’s nonchalant expression, the luggage bags seemed to be light—probably empty.

Tiger and his wife were dumbfounded. This was the first time they were seeing a visiting friend buying a present like this. Others would usually buy fruits, cigarettes, or alcohol—things like that.

Still, the two noted that they were rather decent luggage bags. They wondered how much Fane had spent on them; they seemed branded.

“Big Brother, you’re too generous. Why should you bring a present when you’re visiting us?”

Tiger laughed and asked his wife to go grocery shopping after checking the time.

“It’s not a waste. Nothing is a waste when it comes to treating my Big Brother to a meal!”

Tiger smiled. “We can still eat it tomorrow if we can’t finish it today.”

His wife rolled his eyes at him. “True, we can eat it tomorrow, but it’s been so hot lately. We don’t have a fridge. It’ll be a waste if we can’t finish this tomorrow.”

Her gaze then drifted toward the two bags at the corner. Her lips subconsciously spread into a grin. “Seriously, your Big Brother has been a soldier for such a long time that he doesn’t know what presents to give anymore. Who on earth gives luggage bags? And two, at that!”

“Never mind that. Anything that Big Brother gives is good stuff. Besides, you know that it’s branded. It’s a representation of his kindness!”

Tiger had drunk to the point he was slightly tipsy, the grin on his face unusually wide. “I had been worried that he had died on the battlefield. It’s a relief he’s still alive.”

His wife merely laughed in reply. She walked over and was about to carry the two empty bags into their room.

“Ah!”