"Cigar?" The beast had never encountered human life, so naturally, it had never seen such a thing. However, for some reason, the faint aroma wafted into its nostrils, calming its tense nerves significantly.
The burly man took the cigar and, as if possessed, placed the burning end into his mouth.
"Whoa, is your original form a PPD?" Fang Jueyu quickly pulled the cigar from his mouth, "Bro, you're smoking it backwards..."
"Hiss!" The man took a deep breath, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face. Strangely, the intense pain in his head seemed to dissipate considerably.
"I always feel a bit out of place without something in my mouth," Fang Jueyu, who didn't have a smoking habit, pulled out an Alpine lollipop and popped it into his mouth.
