The crowd dispersed eagerly.
This time, no one formed groups.
There was only one first-generation body, which meant only one person could claim this opportunity.
Without needing to discuss it, everyone chose to fight alone.
That way, even if they all failed in the end, there would be no hard feelings.
Once everyone had left, Yue calmly lifted his teacup and looked at Old Ninth and Little White Tiger, who remained seated nearby, in no hurry to search.
"Young friends, opportunity waits for no one," Yue said with a chuckle.
"Want a smoke?" Old Ninth bluntly pulled out a cigarette and offered it to Yue.
Yue froze.
He examined the cigarette over and over.
"You can try it," White Garment said calmly, taking a sip of tea.
"Then I shall."
Yue had spent countless years alone and was curious about everything in the human world.
He accepted it amiably and copied Old Ninth, putting it between his lips.
The corners of Little White Tiger's mouth curled slightly.
Thirteen and Ji Min leaned against a pillar, watching with interest.
Although none of them knew what Old Ninth intended, their trust as brothers made them decide to believe in him.
One cigarette later.
Yue looked content. "Human creativity truly is boundless. This thing... is rather interesting."
"Heh heh." Old Ninth narrowed his eyes and grinned.
Then he held out his hand.
"What?" Yue asked, puzzled.
"You're not paying for that smoke? Even immortals can't freeload." Old Ninth's expression changed as he declared righteously, "Smoking my cigarette makes you a friend. And if we're friends, shouldn't you give us a little preferential treatment?"
Yue froze.
He had not expected Old Ninth to dare play tricks on him.
Ji Min and Thirteen exchanged glances and silently mouthed, "Run?"
If Yue got upset and killed