Fang Yu furrowed his brows, not sure if it was because he had been hunting demons everyday in the game, but he became more sensitive to his surroundings.
The most intense sense of incongruity from the driver came when he reached into his pocket.
"Driver, sir?"
Fang Yu voiced his confusion.
But he saw the driver, with his back towards him, silently reaching deeper into his suit pocket.
For some reason, at that moment, an inexplicable tension rose in Fang Yu's heart.
Tap, tap, tap.
Just then, a series of footsteps approached from ahead, growing louder.
It seemed as though these footsteps suddenly disturbed some kind of balance. The driver turned around, pulled his hand out of his pocket, and showed it to Fang Yu.
It was a pack of cigarettes.
Hua brand.
The driver grinned and pointed to the no-smoking sign on the bathroom wall.
"I was about to light one up, but then I saw that sign and didn't take it out. Do you want one, Mr. Fang? We can go outside to smoke."
