Lu Zhilv sensed something was off. A thought suddenly struck him, and his eyes widened in realization. "Wait, don't tell me that woman Qiao Yu gave you this? Now I remember, Nan Chu dragged Qiao Yu to the mall yesterday to buy cigars for my dad. Did Qiao Yu just pick up these agarwood incense sticks for you on the side?" Bo Hanshi's face tightened. "No," he denied. "Alright, alright, if you say so