Chapter 100: The Son of Heaven Calls, But They Refuse to Board the Boat

After three rounds of wine, when joy is at its peak, what is joy? Joy lies within.

The wine pot had been passed around several times, and the small cups had been smashed to pieces. The small cups were not satisfied with the wine, but the gray-robed old man did not blame the young man's arrogance.

If not arrogant, how could it be called a young man? Moreover, the gray-robed old man did not consider himself old, nor did he force-feed like Su Fan and the others.

Drinking with gusto, if someone now called Su Fan to leave, he would surely be displeased and might make the visitor leave with a face full of dust.

Many people have no eyes, and those without eyes love to spoil the mood. The young apprentice had wandered into the small room at some point.

The gray-robed old man said casually, "What is it? If nothing, get out." His voice was extremely cold, seemingly not pleased with the young apprentice's uninvited arrival.

The young apprentice snorted lightly, disdainfully saying, "The old thing is free, making us these lowly servants busy to death." Without any expression, but the words were not respectful as a servant should be.

The gray-robed elder wanted to speak but stopped, glared at the apprentice, and said, "Is there someone in the shop? Busy to death? If you're busy to death, go die……."

"What is it?" Lin Xiaofeng could not hold back any longer and asked in a deep voice.

Only then did the apprentice reluctantly roll his eyes and say, "A person came to the shop, saying they want to find Young Master Su."

Su Fan smiled, thinking to himself, Could it be that Qin Yu and Xiao Lin spent all the wine money?

Lin Xiaofeng said indifferently, "Who?"

The apprentice replied, "A middle-aged man, he does look quite luxurious."

Su Fan's heart sank. A middle-aged man, it must not be those two of Xiao Lin. But who could it be? Wearing such luxurious clothes? Whether friend or foe, it was what concerned Su Fan the most.

Lin Xiaofeng put down the wine jar in his hand and continued, "Is it a cultivator?"

The apprentice answered affirmatively, "Not a cultivator."

The gray-robed old man said, "You are sure it is not because your cultivation is low that you cannot see through the person's cultivation?"

The apprentice sarcastically looked at the gray-robed old man and said in a cold voice, "You have high cultivation, you can go look. The person is still in the shop."

With that, the apprentice shook his sleeve and walked out of the small room in a huff.

Lin Xiaofeng was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Xiao Liu's cultivation can rank in the top in Tian Yuan County. Not many people whose cultivation he cannot see."

The gray-robed old man nodded, indicating agreement with Lin Xiaofeng's words. Su Fan was stunned, never expecting a young apprentice's cultivation to be so high. Drunken Immortal Residence was indeed miraculous.

However, who was the visitor? Su Fan became even more curious.

Su Fan stood up and said, "Let's go see who it is."

No one objected, because everyone was curious, so the three stood up and walked quickly toward the hall.

Lin Xiaofeng suddenly said again, "It's been so many years, is he still concerned about that matter?"

The gray-robed old man's face darkened and he said, "That matter indeed has my fault."

Lin Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "That matter seems to have fault on everyone's part."

The gray-robed old man did not speak further. For this strange conversation, Su Fan could only be speechless; these two were like that, making one speechless.

……

There were no guests in the Drunken Immortal Residence, or rather, there was one guest who was not a guest, sitting in a corner, not drinking, nor looking at the wine guests outside the door.

Just sitting like that, hands placed on both knees, back straight, appearing very spirited.

But he was covered in jewelry, his luxurious attire adding a few years of age to his spirit, making him look like a nouveau riche.

A jug of wine was placed before him, but he did not touch it. It seemed like a cautious gesture; perhaps the best explanation is that drunkenness can ruin matters.

The young apprentice called Xiao Liu entered the counter with a face full of anger, without acknowledging the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was interrupted in his thoughts by Xiao Liu's movements. He swept Xiao Liu with some displeasure, quickly dispelled that displeasure, and smilingly said, "Little brother? Has the person been called?"

This was clearly a commanding tone, making Xiao Liu even more furious. Not knowing whether he was thinking of the gray-robed old man's words or the middle-aged man's rudeness, he suddenly slapped the counter.

"Little brother? I think you're enough to be my grandfather. The person is called, come and see for yourself." Xiao Liu scolded.

When had the middle-aged man ever received such humiliation? Clearly a young man, yet calling him grandfather, so rude; if it were in the past, who knows how many times he would have died.

But in the end, it was asking for help, and the middle-aged man was not young anymore, having some dignity, knowing that times had changed.

He suppressed his anger and slowly stood up, walking to Xiao Liu's side, saying softly, "I am rude, please inform."

"No need."

A gentle voice, carrying some apology, said by Su Fan.

The middle-aged man looked at Su Fan, somewhat disappointed. Su Fan was not someone with extraordinary talent; his appearance was very ordinary, even somewhat immature.

The matter the middle-aged man was handling was very difficult; it required guidance from a high expert to find Su Fan's help. Originally, he had thought Su Fan was an unparalleled expert, so disappointment was inevitable now.

Su Fan had experienced much of the world and naturally could see the meaning in the middle-aged man's expression. However, he was not a rash young man.

Su Fan smiled and said, "What business does the gentleman seek from me?"

"Of course, I come to ask you for help."

Lin Xiaofeng appeared from nowhere, and the gray-robed old man unwillingly came out. He looked at Xiao Liu somewhat vaguely, lowered his head helplessly, and sent out a divine sense.

"He is a mortal."

Su Fan was stunned. What could a mortal ask him for? It must not be enmity, not here to seek revenge. Help? What help could he offer?

The middle-aged man smiled back and cupped his hands, saying, "I... Your humble one has long heard of Young Master Su's great name, specially come to pay respects."

"I" is that how mortals call the emperor? Could it be the king of the imperial city? Even if he is not a cultivator, he is a dragon among men, how could he be so humble?

"Long heard of his great name? What else do you know besides that he is Su Fan?"

Lin Xiaofeng said displeased, with some disgust.

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed at Su Fan, his face red then white.

Su Fan glared at Lin Xiaofeng helplessly and said to the middle-aged man, "If you have something, please state it clearly."

The middle-aged man nodded lowly and said, "I am the emperor of the imperial city. The imperial city has been attacked, my imperial position has been usurped by a treacherous minister. Please Young Master reclaim it for me."

"Reclaim for me" versus "help me reclaim," one character difference, vastly different. The former is the meaning of command, the latter is the meaning of request.

Su Fan felt a surge of annoyance, but still said, "The one who broke the city is my friend, he did not harm any mortals."

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "The one who usurped the position is my younger brother."

Su Fan said, "Since it is a family matter, I have no right to interfere."

The middle-aged man said, "I grant you the right, you can interfere." After saying that, he felt it was inappropriate and changed, "Please Young Master help me."