It was a short old man dressed like a merchant. He had a mustache shaped like the character "八“ and a little, black round cap. His hands were hidden in his sleeves.

He looked as if he’d just eaten a big meal at the Fragrant Cloud; satisfaction was written all over his face, and he even seemed a bit tipsy.

But just as he was about to leave, he shuddered from head to toe, and he looked around, clearly startled.

Before long, his gaze landed on the ornate carriage. When he saw a young man in blue step out of it, the short old man’s eyes widened with astonishment, as if he’d seen a ghost.

“I wouldn’t have thought you were so fond of your drink, you old swindler,” Su Yi said with a laugh.

Cui Jingyan hurried after him, but the young woman’s beautiful face was full of confusion.

The short old man shuddered, then plastered a smile on his face as he hurried over to greet Su Yi. “How could I be so fortunate as to witness your immortal countenance here, Your Excellency Su?”

His words were dripping with flattery.

“Stop that nonsense,” laughed Su Yi. “I just want to know why you’ve appeared...