A few customers who knew of Xuanyuan Po's experiences in the capital whispered a few words to each other. Only then did the crowd realize that Xuanyuan Po's right arm had been injured and seemed to be crippled.
"Do you really believe the bragging of a piece of trash like this? And an expert of the Tianhai clan … you might as well just say it's Tianhai Shengxue! "
The drunkard reeked of alcohol as he yelled, spitting at Xuanyuan Po's feet.
Xuanyuan Po remained silent, saying nothing, much less retaliating. With some difficulty, he used his right hand to remove the wine jug from his left arm and placed it on the table.
Seeing that he was ignoring him, the drunkard became even angrier and began to curse, his words becoming more and more unpleasant.
Some of the customers also began to jeer and jeer at Xuanyuan Po.
Xuanyuan Po continued to ignore them. After putting down the jug of wine, he turned and prepared to return.
The drunkard suddenly stood up and yelled, "Hey, bear cub, stop right there."
Xuanyuan Po stopped and looked over.
The drunkard hiccuped and asked with a lisp, "You've really been to the capital?"
Xuanyuan Po nodded.
The drunkard asked, "You were really schoolmates with His Holiness the Pope?"
Xuanyuan Po thought it over, then corrected, "At the very beginning, he and I were both students. Later on, he became principal and I became the supervisor."
Hearing this, the drunkard roared with laughter. Many of the customers also began to laugh, feeling that these words were far too absurd.
The drunkard pointed at his right arm and jeered, "Look at his arm, that's a piece of trash without the slightest bit of strength. He's only fit to wash dishes, and he calls himself the supervisor of the Orthodox Academy? That's the Orthodox Academy! If you had that kind of ability, would you still be here washing dishes? "
The capital of the Great Zhou was too far from the world of the demi-humans. The specifics of many things that happened there were very difficult to transmit to the small taverns of White Emperor City, but the customers of any small tavern, no matter how much they drank, all knew of the Orthodox Academy.
The princess they adored and worshipped the most was once a student of the Orthodox Academy, and her teacher was the current Pope.
If Xuanyuan Po really had once stayed in the Orthodox Academy and even served as a supervisor, then how could he possibly be washing dishes in such a filthy little tavern?
There was a table in the corner, and a few customers at the table frowned as they listened. They looked at each other and felt very puzzled. These people were low-level executives of the Red River Trading Company, and they had once followed a caravan to the capital. They knew that Xuanyuan Po wasn't lying, but they didn't know how he had fallen to such a state.
"After His Holiness the Pope left the capital, he never showed himself again. I'm afraid he can't even take care of himself, so how could he have the energy to care about him?"
"What about Her Highness?"
"After all, it's all an old matter from many years ago. How could a noble person possibly remember it for so long? Moreover … I heard that Xuanyuan Po left the capital before the coup of the Mausoleum of Books. Based on the time, he probably left when he saw that the situation was not right, which was equivalent to running away. How could he still have the face to see Her Highness?"
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Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, the owner of the tavern reprimanded Xuanyuan Po and chased him back to the kitchen.
Xuanyuan Po didn't have any reaction. He carried a dirty bowl outside and continued to wash it in silence.
In these three years, he had been ridiculed and called trash many times, but he had never paid any attention to it. It wasn't because he was numb, nor was it because he had a wooden personality, but because he knew that he wasn't trash, and he didn't feel that he was sinking into depravity.
Back then, when his right arm had been crippled by Tian Hai Ya 'er, he left Star Seizer Academy of his own accord and went to wash dishes at a night market in the capital. Now, he was just returning to his old job.
He remembered very clearly that Chen Changsheng had said that there was nothing shameful about working to earn money, it was a very glorious thing.
It wasn't because he had left the Orthodox Academy before the coup of the Mausoleum of Books that he didn't have the face to see his old friends, such as Princess Luoluo.
When he left the Orthodox Academy, he only used seventeen days to run from the capital back to White Emperor City. The eighty thousand li of dust and dirt directly caused him to become so thin that he didn't even look human, his body that was as tall and sturdy as a mountain turned into a bamboo pole. Of course, he wasn't running away. He knew that Chen Changsheng was about to die, so he wanted to ask for help.
What he didn't expect was that even with the seal that Princess Luoluo had specially left for him, he still couldn't enter the Imperial Palace. On the morning of the second day, he went to the hillside outside White Emperor City to find Jin Yu Lu for help, but he discovered that this Demi-human Great General's manor was actually surrounded by the guards of the Imperial Palace, and there were also many spies hidden in the forest.
Xuanyuan Po had no way, but fortunately, it didn't take long before he heard the aftermath of what happened in the capital.
The Tianhai Divine Empress died, Chen Changsheng didn't die, the Orthodox Academy still existed, Chen Changsheng even became the Pope, and then Chen Changsheng left the capital, never to be heard from again.
To Xuanyuan Po, he could return to the capital's Orthodox Academy, or he could return to his own tribe. Either option was a very good choice.
But he chose to stay in White Emperor City.
Because it was very obvious that something had happened here.
He still hadn't seen Princess Luoluo, and he still hadn't seen Jin Yu Lu.
Just like this, he silently lived in White Emperor City for three years, gradually becoming the object of ridicule, gradually forgotten.
But he had never forgotten what he had stayed here to do.
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At midnight, the tavern was finally empty.
Xuanyuan Po finished his strenuous work, used cold water to wash his body clean, changed into a clean set of clothes, and walked to the back gate of the Imperial Palace in the alley of the Xiao Clan. He greeted the manager of the food store with familiarity, and began his other job — delivering food to the Imperial Palace.
The Imperial Palace was naturally heavily guarded, and the delivery of food could only be delivered to the office outside the city; it was impossible to walk into the palace.
Xuanyuan Po didn't have enough money to bribe those guards, and he wasn't clever enough to curry favor with some noble, so he naturally didn't have accurate information about the palace. But he could use stupid methods to achieve his goals, just like he had in the past two years.
The manager of the food store had a daily list of dishes. Every day, he would earnestly read it over three times, and when he returned home, he would write it down.
He was well aware of Princess Luoluo's favorite dishes. Those dishes were often produced in the distant human world and were extremely eye-catching on the menu.
He could remember them so clearly because he was the logistics manager of the Orthodox Academy. From the very beginning, the Orthodox Academy's meals had all been prepared by him.
Through these menus, he could confirm whether Princess Luoluo was in the palace, whether she was well, and what her mood was like.
Yes, this was the reason he had stayed in White Emperor City.
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As usual, Xuanyuan Po finished reading the menu and the number of dishes to be bestowed. After confirming that Princess Luoluo was fine, he creased his brow.
In the depths of winter, Snow Red was the crispest. The small basket of Snow Red delivered to the palace two days ago was Princess Luoluo's favorite dish. Whether it was stir-fried or served in soup, logically speaking, it should have been replenished today. Why didn't he see it?
Princess Luoluo's mood was somewhat bad? What had happened?
Just when Xuanyuan Po was prepared to take the risk and ask around, the news quickly spread from the Imperial Palace, quickly spreading to all of White Emperor City. Presumably, it wouldn't take long for it to spread to the entire continent, because it was obvious that some important figure in the palace had deliberately released this news.
Princess Luoluo was about to be married.
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(I'm about to write about my Luoluo. I'm a little nervous. Just one chapter today.)
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