Chapter 331 Lord City Lord (Forty-Four)
"What do you think of Pan Feng?" Lu Lingjun sneered, clearly disliking this third wheel.
Hongjun pondered for a moment, then honestly replied, "Beautiful."
Gu Yan was surprised: "Heh."
The two: "..."
There's nothing to say about that.
The three men sat in a corner and drank for a while when suddenly a man sat down next to them.
He was quite outgoing; he brought his own wine glass and wine pot, poured himself a glass first, and confidently toasted Gu Yanjing.
"I am Qingchuan, a disciple of Daoist Baisheng of Baihe Mountain. May I ask your name, fellow immortal?"
Gu Yanjing ignored Qingchuan's toast and took a bite of the fruit that Lu Lingjun pushed towards him.
Qingchuan felt embarrassed at being ignored and stood there holding his wine glass, unsure of what to do.
The group of young immortals behind them seemed to be with Qingchuan. Seeing that Qingchuan was being ignored, they all started to tease and joke with him.
“Fellow immortal, we are all from the Heavenly Realm. Qingchuan is trying to make friends, so you should at least acknowledge him.”
"Qingchuan, are you even capable?"
"Qingchuan, the beauty definitely doesn't like you. Come back quickly and let me take over."
The young people's words became increasingly frivolous.
Lu Lingjun chuckled, reached out and took the fruit that Gu Yanjing had taken a bite of, put it in his mouth, and then took Gu Yanjing's hand in the process.
Hongjun also tried to take Gu Yanjing's hand, but Lu Lingjun slapped it away as if he were protecting his food.
Alright, she's taken.
Moreover, the other person's host was sitting right next to them, which made things very awkward.
The group of young people fell silent instantly, as if they had been choked and were at a loss.
Qingchuan was also at a loss, but still asked persistently, "Is this your Daoist partner?"
"Hmm." Gu Yanjing withdrew his hand. He didn't really like being close to Lu Lingjun in front of outsiders, but he didn't deny it.
In Lu Lingjun's words, we've been an old married couple for a long time, and we've done everything we should and shouldn't have done. Denying it would just be self-deception.
"Then..." Qingchuan opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Hongjun.
"Get up, don't sit here. I'm keeping an eye on this person. You little kid, move on."
Qingchuan blushed deeply, thinking he had come in dashing and debonair, but he never expected to make himself so embarrassed.
Just then, Qingchuan's master, Bai Sheng, arrived. Seeing that his disciple was about to start a fight with someone, he rushed over and was so frightened that his legs almost went weak.
"This humble immortal pays respects to His Majesty the Vermilion Bird and His Majesty Lingjun."
Daoist Bai Sheng stepped forward, grabbed his unwilling disciple, and tremblingly bowed to Gu Yanjing and Lu Lingjun.
Damn, what's wrong with his apprentice? Is he tired of living and wants to die?
"Hmm, who are you?" Gu Yanjing took a sip of wine and glanced at Bai Sheng.
"I am a humble immortal from Baihe Mountain." Bai Sheng bowed again, his attitude very reserved.
Qingchuan and the group of young people behind them were stunned. They all knelt down instantly, bowing and admitting their mistakes.
Who would have thought that this unassuming beauty sitting in the corner was actually a powerful emperor?
The commotion here was quite large, attracting the attention of many immortals. However, they could only see a few people sitting behind the curtain, but they couldn't make out who they were or where these emperors came from. They were putting on such airs at the Heavenly Emperor's wedding banquet.
"Oh." Gu Yan thought for a moment, but couldn't remember who this was. He nodded and was about to take another sip of wine when Lu Lingjun took the wine pot away.
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