But Xiao Zhao's life was on the line, and it wasn't like he could just not save him.
Blame it on Yun Mu, that plague-bringer.
In a fit of anger, Qiao Ahu actually felt a strong desire for revenge. Fine, I'll give you the money, but don't expect to live to enjoy it.
After hanging up, Yun Mu actually reached into Xiao Zhao's breast pocket and rummaged through it, pulling out a Brazilian cigar and a Zippo lighter, not caring about the expressions of those present. He nonchalantly started to smoke the cigar.
This was the first time Yun Mu had tried tobacco from Earth. Smoking was a common affair on Star Continent. Because the tobacco on Star Continent helped improve a cultivator's strength and accelerate their cultivation speed.
However, the tobacco from Earth really choked Yun Mu.
"Ptui! What is this stuff?" In frustration, Yun Mu threw the cigar to the ground. Xiao Zhao watched in great distress.