Xie Ba couldn't help but snort softly. His hand that was taking out a cigarette stopped in midair. He was extremely unhappy now. He should be training or meditating at this time to prepare for the upcoming trial. In his opinion, Feng Qing, the madam of the Xie family, had no idea how important this trial was to them. Thinking of this, he became even more frustrated. Hence, he ignored Little Wu's words and took out a cigarette from his pocket.
Xie Ba sneered. "Little Wu, you're exaggerating. How is this a mission? This is called accompanying Young Madam on a day trip to Sacred Island. You and Young Madam are eating macarons, so why can't I, a bodyguard, smoke a cigarette?"
The next second, Little Wu appeared in front of Xie Ba like a ghost. She slapped away the cigarette in the other party's hand and took the entire pack of cigarettes. "Your cigarettes are temporarily confiscated. I'll return them to you after today's mission."
Xie Ba : "…"
