Sword Wandering the World gave an embarrassed smile.
'Who the hell would've thought you could still smoke as a ghost?'
He looked at his old man again and truly sighed in his heart.
Just a moment ago, he'd thought the streamer was acting strange, but now that he thought about it, of course she was.
'She's probably never seen such a comical father-son pair before.'
He didn't dare say this out loud, so he quickly tried to placate his father. "Okay, okay, Dad, don't be angry anymore. I'll burn them for you right away. I'll burn your favorite Little Creek brand. Don't worry, I'll burn three whole cartons for you!"
Only then did the old man's expression soften. Now that he was a ghost, his health was completely unimportant.
So the number of cigarettes wasn't a problem at all; he figured he could smoke them all in two days.
Seeing that his old man had finally been placated, he felt a little more at ease.
'Who could have expected things to turn out this way?'
