Chapter 90: Fellow Daoist, Have a Smoke?

Li Ya recognized some of the disciples in the crowd and went forward to chat with them.

Li Xiaobai greeted everyone to continue waiting on the chariot, observing the current situation, the sect's gate must still be closed, with all the disciples waiting.

However, he didn't see anyone from Misty Peak among the crowds, presumably, they had already entered the Holy Demon Sect.

A man walked by his side, not saying a word, just standing there.

This man's eyes were tightly closed, a narrow scar ran across his face, making him look quite fierce.

He wore a short shirt, looking very capable, and the whip hanging from his waist was stained with dark red mottles, likely from blood that had set over the years.

Li Xiaobai thought for a moment and exchanged for a pack of cigarettes from the shopping mall.

[Huazi: Have a smoke, beats Qian, among fresh meats I'm the most divine, one drag clears the mind, refreshes the soul. (Ten Lower Grade Spirit Stones.)]