However, before Xie Nan could finish speaking, a clear voice came from behind her. "Miss, you're right. Cultivators like us have long lifespans. Every day, we feast on clouds and drink dew. We're free and unfettered. How can we not be rich?"
Xie Nan turned around and saw that the person who had come was a slender young man dressed in white. He gently tapped his palm with a folding fan, looking carefree and unrestrained.
Seeing that Xie Nan did not answer him, the young man in white could not help but frown slightly. He continued, "I'm Song Yuanlu. May I know your name?"
"So it's Young Master Song. I …" Xie Nan was just about to say her name when she was stopped by Zhao Yuande beside her.
"The cultivation world is a mixed bag of good and bad people. No one knows who's good and who's bad. It's better if you don't say your name. Otherwise, it'll only bring trouble!" Zhao Yuande glanced at the other party. His tone was light, but his face was full of doubt.
"You …" The young man in white glared at Zhao Yuande, but he did not flare up. Instead, he cupped his hands and said to Xie Nan, "Since you're unwilling to tell me, I won't disturb you any further. Take care!"
"Aye!" Xie Nan looked at the back of the young man in white and could not help but look at Zhao Yuande with some doubt. "Big Brother Zhao, did you do that on purpose? This person doesn't seem to have any ill intentions!"
"Who can tell whether or not someone has ill intentions from their face? Follow me. I'll show you soon what it means to not judge a book by its cover." Zhao Yuande walked in front, following the young man in white called Song Yuanlu to the second floor.
They saw Song Yuanlu from afar arrive at a table near the window. A few young men of similar age cupped their hands and made way for him to take the seat of honor.
"I think this person is cultured and refined. He's highly respected by everyone. Otherwise, why would he take the seat of honor?" Xie Nan glanced at Zhao Yuande and could not help but smile. She asked half-jokingly, half-seriously, "Big Brother Zhao, you're not jealous, are you? If you're jealous, you can tell me. I won't talk to him! "
"Aye! You little girl, you really like to think too highly of yourself. Who am I? Why would I be jealous of a little girl? What a joke, what a joke! "Zhao Yuande waved his hand repeatedly, indicating that it was impossible.
"Hmph! Zhao Yuande, it's useless even if you don't admit it. I saw it just now. When that Song Yuanlu came over to talk to me, your eyes were practically on fire! "Xie Nan winked provocatively at Zhao Yuande.
"You … little girl, are you trying to provoke me? Believe it or not, I'll put you on my lap and spank you! "Zhao Yuande was very angry.
"Hmph! Then come at me! "Xie Nan did not care at all.
"Esteemed guests, this way, there's an empty seat!" It was at this moment that a beautiful maid came before the two of them, interrupting their conversation.
The two of them were seated by the window, closer to Song Yuanlu. It was a small table, separated by two layers of folding screens. The environment was not bad.
"Bring me all the good wine and dishes you have here. Don't worry about the Spiritual Jades!" Zhao Yuande waved his hand at the little maid.
"Yes! Young Master! "The little maid's face was full of joy. This was a big customer. She happily rushed downstairs.
"Zhao Yuande, didn't you say …" Xie Nan was about to say something after sitting down, but Zhao Yuande gestured for her to be silent. He then pointed at the neighboring table.
She was stunned at first, even though she had heard the conversation at the neighboring table.
"Hey, Brother, I just returned from the Wildlands yesterday and saw a large group of Shadow Soul Sect experts enter the Wildlands. What happened?" A deep voice spoke, not too low.
"Big Brother, you don't know, but someone from the Flying Eagle Society sent a message back yesterday saying that they found traces of that stone man in the Wildlands and reported it to the Shadow Soul Sect. That's why they're making such a big move." The other person seemed to be a young man, and his voice was slightly immature.
"This bunch of bastards, they're really infuriating me to death. They even earned the bounty from the Shadow Soul Sect. Don't they know that the Shadow Soul Sect is a group of invaders? What are they called … they're called lackeys! "The owner of the deep voice slammed the table fiercely, becoming more and more agitated as he spoke.
"Big Brother! Don't be so loud, this is a restaurant where dragons and snakes mix together. Who knows, there might be people from the Shadow Soul Sect … "The young man hurriedly stopped him.
"F * ck the Shadow Soul Sect, these motherf * cking bastards, not only did they take my shop, but they also forced me to go out to hunt Vicious Beasts. I've had enough, I'm going to fight it out with them. If I can kill one, I'll break even, if I can kill two, it'll be a profit!"
"Crash!"
The owner of the deep voice seemed to have drunk too much, and he slammed the table, shattering it. Wine and dishes flew everywhere.
"This Shadow Soul Sect is really deranged. After they took over the City of Saints, they used all sorts of excuses and took over many shops for their own use. They forced many people to their deaths, but resistance was useless. In the end, they could only leave their homes or go out to hunt ferocious beasts …"
"That's right, this Wu Old Seven used to have two shops and lived a good life. But because his shop was close to the Shadow Soul Sect's stronghold, he was forcefully taken away. Now he's in an incomparably miserable state."
"Can't he leave here? It's not like he doesn't have Spirit Jades. He can just find another place and start a new business. "
"What do you know? On the day his shop was taken away, he refused to accept it and went to the Shadow Soul Sect. In the end, he was beaten half to death, and even everything on him was taken away. If it weren't for the help of a few friends, he would still be here …"
"Who dares to talk nonsense about my Shadow Soul Sect here? Do you want to die?! " At this moment, at Song Yuanlu's table, a young man with a sinister face stood up. A cold light streaked across his hand, and all the screens on the second floor were shattered by this cold light.
As soon as the screens shattered, shocked faces were immediately revealed.
"Shadow Soul Sect!" Zhao Yuande pursed his lips at Song Yuanlu's table, then looked at Xie Nan and said, "Now you know!"
"Sitting with people from the Shadow Soul Sect doesn't mean you're from the Shadow Soul Sect." Although there was a faint hostility in Xie Nan's eyes, he was still unconvinced.
"Then let's keep watching." Zhao Yuande shrugged.
"Humph!"
"Were you the one who said you wanted to fight it out with my Shadow Soul Sect?" The sinister-looking young man swept his gaze over the messy table, then finally fixed it on a rotund man with a flushed face. He bared his white teeth and said, "Was it you?"
"Yes, it was me. So what?!" Although the rotund man was afraid, the alcohol had brought out all the negative emotions in his heart. "If you have the guts, come fight me. I'll kill you!"
"Big Brother, let's go!" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth pulled the rotund man aside and looked at the sinister-looking young man with a flattering smile. "Immortal Master of the Shadow Demon Sect, my big brother is drunk and spouting nonsense. Please don't take it to heart. Please be magnanimous …"
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