Hearing this, the old man's mouth twitched. He couldn't help but look away.
His Master was too honest. How could he tell her straightforwardly that he was here to find out the truth?
"But now I changed my mind again."
As the Venerable Lord spoke, he took another sip of wine, then looked at Feng Jiu, saying, "You are entertaining guests with good wine and food. How about this? Let me stay here too. I won't go back. How about you select the people in my city, pick those whom you like and drive away those whom you don't like?"
Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows. "Really?"
"Can I joke with you about this? Really. What do you think?" He took the food and ate, oblivious to the fact that the old man was tugging at his robe from behind.
Seeing this, Feng Jiu smiled and poured another glass of wine. "Do you know what are the conditions I have for staying here?"
