The master took a deep breath and sat opposite Yin Tian, reached into his breast, and fondled out a box of cigarettes.
"Smoke?"
The master handed the cigarette box to Yin Tian.
Yin Tian shook his head.
Seeing this, the master opened the pack, drew out a cigarette, lit it adeptly, and took a deep drag.
"Sss... Ahh..."
Emitting rings of smoke, the master looked utterly contented.
Yin Tian: "..."
"Master, I'm saying, can we be serious? I'm waiting here for you to talk, not to watch you smoke," said Yin Tian.
The master took another deep drag, "As I picked up a cigarette, yesterday became more than twenty years ago..."
Yin Tian, seeing his master ready to reveal a secret hidden for over twenty years, listened with rapt attention.
"Back then, the battle between the Righteous Feng Shui Masters and the Heretic Feng Shui Masters was still raging. As the leading disciple of the Tian Yi Sect, along with your mother, I was fighting the Heretic Feng Shui Masters."
