Su Ze was brimming with anticipation. He sat up straight, eager to see what kind of amazing gift Chen Suifeng was about to give him.
Chen Suifeng reached into his pocket, drawing Su Ze's gaze, but only pulled out a pack of cigarettes, much to Su Ze's disappointment.
Chen Suifeng pulled out a cigarette and lit it, smiling. "I didn't smoke when I was young. It's bad for your health, and the girls I liked didn't care for it.
"But then I became Saint-level. Now, even the cheapest cigarettes can't harm my body, and they still give me a bit of satisfaction. So why not smoke?"
Su Ze could only nod. 'Yeah, yeah, whatever you say. So what's my gift?'
As Su Ze watched with hopeful eyes, Chen Suifeng pulled a full, unopened carton of cigarettes from his storage item and tossed it to him.
"Here, try them. They're special cigarettes made for evolvers like us. They pack a punch, so ordinary people can't handle them."
"So this is your gift to me?" Su Ze was at a loss for words.
