Regarding the opponent's offer, Feng Jun didn't pay attention and just glanced at Kong Ziyi: Leave it to you.
Then he walked into the room, while Yan Beifeng took out more than ten boxes and placed them on the stone table in the middle of the courtyard.
Soon after, he sniffed the air, looked around, and asked, "Is there a fire somewhere?"
"Mountain Master Feng is smoking inside," Kong Ziyi replied calmly, "When he encounters particularly tricky problems, he likes to smoke a few cigarettes."
"I've heard about that," Yan Beifeng nodded casually, "It seems to be a trend from the Mortal Realm, but I forbid disciples to smoke. Our sect deals with fire, and everyone should know... smoking is bad for the lungs."
Feng Jun grinned inside the room—I'm just trying not to come out too early, why would cultivators fear lung cancer?
He really had misunderstood; the Crimson Pheonix Sect truly deals with fire, so their authority on fire is much greater than most people.
