The carriage swayed, slowly entering Yong'an Ward, then stopping at Drunken Immortal Restaurant.
"Miss Zhong, Miss Zhong, your esteemed presence today truly brings glory to our humble establishment! Please, come right in!"
In front of Drunken Immortal Restaurant, the waiter's eyes lit up upon seeing the carriage and he hurried forward.
Drunken Immortal Restaurant was a place Zhong Xiuyun frequented, and the waiter had long recognized her carriage. Moreover, he had heard others speak of Miss Zhong's identity.
Therefore, when he saw Miss Zhong, he was exceptionally respectful.
"Is there still a private room available?"
Zhong Xiuyun stepped down from the carriage, glanced at Drunken Immortal Restaurant, and then asked.
"Yes, yes, of course there is! Miss, please come upstairs, it's still the Chrysanthemum private room."
The waiter quickly nodded upon hearing this.
As he spoke, he saw Zhong Xiuyun alight from the carriage, but his gaze faltered slightly, because behind Zhong Xiuyun, a man was following her out of the carriage.
Upon seeing this, the waiter's eyes widened instantly.
One must know that sharing a carriage with a Young Miss of a prominent family carried a somewhat unusual significance.
Zhong Xiuyun, walking ahead, suddenly remembered something and softly said to the waiter beside her, "There are a few jars of wine in the carriage; please help me take them to the private room."
The waiter immediately assented and turned to carry the wine, while He Xiuyuan followed Zhong Xiuyun to the private room upstairs.
Zhong Xiuyun and He Xiuyuan sat down together. Zhong Xiuyun looked at He Xiuyuan, her eyes shimmering. "I imagine that in fifty or sixty years, should I have the chance to see Young Master He again, Young Master He will still possess his unchanging demeanor, right?"
She recalled previous rumors, which seemed to suggest that those with such Divine Abilities and Spells could maintain their youthful appearance and even extend their lifespan.
Under such circumstances, if she truly had the opportunity to see He Xiuyuan again in fifty or sixty years, then He Xiuyuan would indeed still possess his unchanging demeanor.
He Xiuyuan thought for a moment upon hearing this. "That is unknown. Perhaps by then, I will also experience birth, aging, illness, and death like any ordinary person; that is also possible."
Speaking of which, he had never heard that Cultivation could extend one's lifespan.
He had forgotten to ask Qing Yunzi about it before.
Most of his questions at that time were about Cultivation and various matters concerning other Fellow Daoists.
If there was an opportunity next time, he could certainly ask.
Zhong Xiuyun smiled, pursing her lips, upon hearing He Xiuyuan's reply, but she didn't believe him in the slightest.
However, by the time fifty or sixty years had passed, she would already be old and faded. If she truly had the chance to see He Xiuyuan, she probably wouldn't want to.
As this thought crossed her mind, Zhong Xiuyun's gaze couldn't help but dim slightly.
Just then, the waiter came up carrying wine jars and gently set them down.
Zhong Xiuyun directly waved her hand, indicating that the waiter should just bring up some of the signature dishes as before.
The waiter immediately nodded and retreated, closing the door beside him.
After seeing him leave, Zhong Xiuyun composed herself and then asked curiously, "Young Master He, I wonder how long you plan to stay here? My father has been constantly thinking about the previous matter. I wonder if you would have time to visit us?"
Zhong Xiuyun didn't directly bring He Xiuyuan into the Zhong Residence, mainly because she was worried He Xiuyuan might be resistant. However, if possible, she still hoped to use this opportunity to invite He Xiuyuan to visit the residence.
And her father was indeed constantly thinking about it.
He Xiuyuan shook his head upon hearing this. "I'm afraid not. I will be leaving this place tomorrow."
According to He Xiuyuan's plan, he would briefly visit the Song Residence today, and then wait for the Old Dragon Lord by the canal tomorrow.
Zhong Xiuyun's eyes darkened upon hearing this. "Are you in such a hurry?"
He Xiuyuan thought for a moment. Zhong Xiuyun did know some of his abilities, so there seemed to be nothing to hide. "Yes, I am going to the East Sea Dragon Palace for a banquet at the invitation of the Dragon Lord."
Going to the East Sea Dragon Palace for a banquet?
Zhong Xiuyun's expression instantly changed to one of shock upon hearing this, and she stared at He Xiuyuan with a look of utter astonishment.
The maid beside her was even more visibly shaken by these words.
What did this person say? Going to the East Sea Dragon Palace? For a banquet?
And he mentioned the Dragon Lord? Are there really Dragons in this world?
The maid's face was shocked, but she bowed her head slightly to the side, pursing her lips without speaking, though her heart couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
As for Zhong Xiuyun, after she recovered, an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart. Was this what Immortals usually did?
"So there really are Dragons in this world..."
After a long while, Zhong Xiuyun finally whispered, her words incredibly complex, and her heart filled with envy that He Xiuyuan could go to a place like the East Sea Dragon Palace.
She wondered what the East Sea Dragon Palace looked like.
"Well, what was said today, now that it has entered Miss Zhong's ears, I hope Miss Zhong will not speak of it, lest it bring you some trouble."
He Xiuyuan cautioned upon seeing this.
Zhong Xiuyun immediately nodded, indicating that she understood.
After dispelling the disappointment in her heart, Zhong Xiuyun also curiously inquired about some strange tales and oddities.
Seeing this, He Xiuyuan picked out a few things he could talk about and simply told her.
When the waiter brought up the restaurant's signature dishes, Zhong Xiuyun personally poured wine for He Xiuyuan.
The meal ended, and there was still a good amount of one day spring left. Zhong Xiuyun then asked He Xiuyuan how he planned to take the remaining wine with him.
He Xiuyuan smiled upon seeing this, and without making any overly astonishing moves, he casually took down the wine gourd from his waist and placed it on the table. Then, he picked up the wine jar from the floor, opened the seal, and poured the wine into the wine gourd.
Zhong Xiuyun was slightly startled at the sight, puzzled. This wine gourd was only so small; no matter how much it could hold, it couldn't possibly contain these few jars of wine, could it?
One must know, in terms of size, this wine gourd was much smaller than the wine jars.
Zhong Xiuyun thought, full of doubt, but then she saw He Xiuyuan pouring the wine, and for a long time, the wine gourd didn't fill up, while the wine jar in He Xiuyuan's hand was already empty.
Seeing this, He Xiuyuan switched to another wine jar and continued to pour wine into it.
This time, even the maid beside them was stunned. How was this possible?
How could that small wine gourd hold so much wine?
Under the astonished gazes of the two, He Xiuyuan poured all of the one day spring into the wine gourd, then contentedly patted the wine gourd and rehung it on his waist.
"Alright, thank you for the hospitality, Miss Zhong."
Zhong Xiuyun's eyes curved into a smile upon seeing this, gaining a deeper understanding of He Xiuyuan's abilities.
"In that case, let's go downstairs."
Zhong Xiuyun gently nodded, then went downstairs with He Xiuyuan.
