No matter what happened to the ninth floor of the Pagoda, it had nothing to do with Wutian.
The only thing he was unhappy about was that he didn't see the heavenly bridge.
Back then.
If it wasn't for Qiankun City saving him, he would have died under the heavenly bridge. This debt couldn't be settled just like that!
But Elder Su obviously didn't want him to meet the heavenly bridge and the heavenly bridge.
With an irritated mood, Wutian left the Pagoda.
For a moment, he didn't know where to go?
In his current state, it wasn't suitable for secluded cultivation.
He entered the city and walked aimlessly on the streets.
Wherever he passed, the pedestrians would retreat to the sides and curiously look at Wutian.
"It's Wutian!"
"I finally saw him in person."
"I really want to see his face, but it's blocked by the mask."
"It's better not to look, there are rumors that his face is full of scars, it's very scary."
"How could that be?"
"Some people said that his face was destroyed by himself, piece by piece. Some say that his original face was someone else's. Some say that he was born like this. "
"In short, there are many different opinions about this matter, no one knows which one is true."
"For there to be such a thing, his life must be full of ups and downs!"
People were whispering to each other.
But Wutian turned a deaf ear to it, and just silently walked forward.
Unknowingly.
He came to the Drunken Dream House and stopped in front of the building.
Back then.
Di Tian was infected with hell's blood here, and Father God ordered the Drunken Dream House to close down.
Later.
When the source of hell's blood was found, the owner of the Drunken Dream House repeatedly begged Father God to allow them to reopen.
At the beginning.
People still didn't dare to come to the Drunken Dream House.
Because they were afraid.
What if they were also infected with hell's blood?
But with the passage of time, this matter was gradually forgotten by the people.
The Drunken Dream House also gradually recovered to its former glory.
Lobby.
Several workers were busy, and soon one of them noticed Wutian standing at the door.
He hurriedly walked out and respectfully said: "Greetings to Young Master Wutian, if Young Master doesn't mind, please come in and sit?"
"Wutian!"
The other waiters, as well as the diners in the lobby, turned pale with fright. They hurriedly stood up and saluted.
Wutian lowered his head, as if he didn't hear anything.
The people on the streets, as well as the people of the Drunken Dream Inn, did not even dare to breathe loudly.
The atmosphere was particularly heavy.
"What happened? What happened?"
Suddenly.
An unhappy shout came from the tenth floor.
Following closely.
A purple figure descended from the sky and landed in the hall. It was none other than Manager Yuan!
He glanced at the surrounding diners and then looked at the entrance of the building with disdain.
"Wutian!"
His eyes widened, and the disdain on his face disappeared in an instant. Instead, it was replaced by a flattering smile.
"Young Master Wutian, please come in."
He eagerly ran to Wutian's side. His bowing appearance made the surrounding diners despise him.
Wutian finally raised his head and looked at Manager Yuan. He frowned and asked, "You're not dead?"
"Dead?"
Manager Yuan was stunned. His face suddenly changed and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
"Young Master, I was blind last time. I hurt your friend and humiliated you. I have repented. I really know my wrongs. Please have mercy."
He thought Wutian was here because of what happened last time.
In fact, he didn't know that Wutian had always thought that the fatty and the waiters were tortured to death by Li Tian. That was why he asked Manager Yuan when he saw him.
And Manager Yuan's reaction after hearing it made him quite surprised.
After a while.
He shook his head and walked into the Drunken Dream Inn.
Manager Yuan wiped his cold sweat, got up and looked at the waiters. He shouted, "What are you waiting for? Prepare a quiet room for Young Master Wutian!"
"Yes."
The waiters responded and immediately busied themselves.
It wasn't until the waiters brought Wutian to the tenth floor and into a room that Manager Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Why did this fiend suddenly come to the Drunken Dream Inn?
He had to be careful to avoid provoking him again. That would be troublesome.
Before long.
The waiters withdrew from the room and came to the lobby.
Manager Yuan hurriedly ran up and said in a low voice, "What did he come here for?"
The waiters shook his head and said, "I don't know either. He just asked for a jug of wine and nothing else."
Manager Yuan urged, "You must treat him well. Otherwise, that Zhang Liu from before will be an example for you."
Zhang Liu was the waiters who delivered the wine back then.
Without a doubt, this person was already dead. Died at Li Tian's hands.
If not for Manager Yuan being an eternal universe's supreme powerhouse, Li Tian would have killed him too.
But although he escaped a calamity, recalling the torture he suffered in the Soul Suppressing Tower back then, Manager Yuan could not help feeling his hair stand on end.
That young man was simply a devil!
The moment the waiters heard Zhang Liu, his pupils could not help constricting. Nodding at Manager Yuan, he went to get the wine for Wutian.
"Heaven bless. Before Wutian leaves, please don't let anything happen!"
Manager Yuan personally sat behind the counter to prevent accidents from happening. He was also praying hard in his heart, nervous to the extreme.
In the private room.
Skyless sat by the window, overlooking the scenery outside. His eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Knock, knock!"
There was a knock on the door.
The waiters pushed the door open and placed an exquisite wine jug and wine cup in front of Wutian.
"Young Master, I will be waiting outside. If you need anything, just let me know."
The waiters said respectfully and was about to turn and leave.
Wutian said, "Wait."
The waiters said, "Young Master, please tell me."
Wutian asked, "Has anything major happened in the East Continent recently?"
"Something major?"
The waiters was stunned and said in confusion, "Young Master, please forgive me for being blunt. You have a noble status and powerful strength. No matter what happens in the East Continent, won't someone tell you immediately?"
Wutian said, "I've been in seclusion recently."
"I see."
The waiters thought for a moment and said, "Actually, it's nothing major. Like the battle between the giant tablet and the Ancient Heavenly Scorpion, the giant tablet is the second life carrier of Father God. I'm sure you know all about it."
"Huh?"
All of a sudden.
Wutian turned to look at the waiters, his eyes shining brightly.
"Young Master, please spare me!"
The waiters body trembled and hurriedly knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.
But he really couldn't figure it out. He was very careful with his attitude and words. How did he provoke this fiend?
Wutian asked, "Who told you that the giant tablet is Grandpa's second life carrier?"
"It's … Elder Su and Elder Xi. The giant tablet also admitted it …"
The waiters trembled in fear and unease.
Wutian immediately took out the Astronomical Token and sent a message to Elder Su and Elder Xi.
Elder Su and Elder Xi also quickly replied.
Wutian's eyes were full of disappointment after reading them one by one.
It turned out that the giant tablet was Grandpa's second life carrier. It was just a lie from Elder Su and the others.
He thought that Grandpa really didn't die just now.
But it was just a false hope.
"You can leave!"
Wutian put away the Astronomical Token and ordered in a low voice.
"Yes."
The waiters got up and looked at Wutian's back. His eyes were full of doubts.
What's wrong with him?
Why is he so listless?
The waiters turned and left, closing the door. Wutian was left alone, holding the wine cup and wine pot, drinking by himself.
He was very annoyed now.
In fact, even he himself didn't know why he was in such a mood.
Was it because Little Demon God allowed Gongsun Haoshu and the others to cultivate in the Soul Pagoda?
Or was it because of the divine items on the Heavenly Bridge?
Or was it because he thought of Grandpa when he entered the Reincarnation City?
Wutian didn't know. He just felt unhappy in his heart and wanted to find someone to vent.
… …
Time flew.
In the evening.
A group of people swarmed into the Drunken Dream Inn.
There were a total of fifty or sixty people, all handsome men and beautiful women, wearing gorgeous clothes and extraordinary temperaments.
Seeing this.
Manager Yuan hurried to greet them. Looking at the young man in purple, he smiled and said, "Young Master Su, what brings you here today?"
The young man in purple said proudly, "Today is my birthday. I want to book the entire Drunken Dream Inn and invite my friends to a banquet. Go and arrange it."
"Book the Drunken Dream Inn?"
Manager Yuan frowned slightly.
"Do I need to say it again?"
The young man in purple was very dissatisfied with Manager Yuan's slowness.
"Young Master Su, you should also know the motto of the Drunken Dream Inn. Customers are supreme and everyone is equal. There has never been a precedent of booking the entire inn. Can you please go somewhere else?"
Manager Yuan said very politely.
But the young man in purple was not so polite. He said disdainfully, "If it weren't for my grandpa, the Reincarnation City would have been razed to the ground by the Divine Mansion, let alone your Drunken Dream Inn. Go and arrange it for me, or I will order the Drunken Dream Inn to be banned! "
Manager Yuan clenched his hands, there was a strong anger in the depths of his eyes. He shouted, "Come, clear the place!"
"I'm really sorry."
"This meal is on the Drunken Dream Pavilion."
"I'm sorry."
For a time.
The waiters of the Drunken Dream Inn were busy. They apologized to the guests, gave the guests free of charge, and even personally sent the guests out of the Drunken Dream Inn.
Not long after.
The House of Drunken Dreams became empty and desolate.
The waiters began to clean up again and clean up the leftovers on the table.
Manager Yuan was commanding the entire scene, but his eyes would occasionally look towards the tenth floor.
"Brother Su, there's still one person up there who hasn't left."
A young man in white pointed to a private room on the tenth floor and said to the young man in purple.
Dozens of handsome men and beautiful women raised their heads to look, with a trace of playfulness in their eyes.
The young man in purple felt that he had lost all his face. He said, "Manager Yuan, this is what you do? Do you believe that I will order the Drunken Dream Inn to be banned now? "
A waiter hurriedly said, "Young Master Su, the person on the tenth floor is …"
Manager Yuan shouted, "Shut up. Is there a place for you to interrupt? Why don't you hurry up and do your own thing? "
"Yes."
The waiter respectfully responded and lowered his head to continue cleaning.
But he was very puzzled in his heart. Why didn't Manager Yuan let him say it? If Young Master Su knew that Young Master Wutian was also here, he would definitely not dare to be so arrogant.
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