“I am a carefree scholar of Qingdu's landscapes!”

“Heaven has entrusted me with unrestrained eccentricity!”

“I once approved vouchers for rain and dispensed wind tokens.”

“I have repeatedly submitted memorials to retain clouds and borrow moonlight!”

Bai Chengyou, his neck strained and face flushed red, recited loudly.

The young man's low, hoarse voice even had a slight shrillness due to his excitement.

“Ten thousand poems, a thousand cups of wine!”

“When have I ever deigned to look at lords and kings!”

“I'm too lazy to return to the jade towers and golden palaces, so let me stick a plum blossom in my hair and get drunk in Luoyang!”

Unpleasant.

Really unpleasant.

But the people in the room couldn't cover their ears.

Because this kid's father was talking to them.

They were discussing matters concerning the trip to the South Sea Dragon Palace, most importantly, they hadn't yet discussed how to place the treasure they were most concerned about, and who should safeguard it.

Therefore, whether it was Ao Xingchi, Ao Xingzhou, or Ao Xinji, they could only endure listening to Bai Chengyou recite this poem over and over again.

“I am a carefree scholar of Qingdu's landscapes!”

“Heaven has entrusted…”

Finally, on the tenth repetition, Bai Chengyou was still reciting.

Bai Wenyu, this father, didn't know if it was to let his son indulge himself, but he insisted on talking about everything else, just not the key point.

The shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside were all covering their ears while eating, unable to hear the sound and unable to whisper and make gestures, so it was rare to see such silence.

This made the sound of 'I am…' particularly loud.

Ao Xingzhou really couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: “Isn't this kid tired! Let him rest for a while!”

If he's not tired, let this poem rest for a while!

“Haha, my son's just had a moment of quick wit, that's why he recited such a good poem, he's a little too overjoyed.”

Bai Wenyu said with a smile, raising his wine glass, “But he's just a young man, not very sophisticated, which is understandable, please Eighth Prince, bear with him, bear with him!”

“Haha, Eighth Prince, if you don't like listening, Second Prince likes listening!”

Xu Chengxian was also a little annoyed by the recitation.

But since the others present were even more annoyed, he didn't mind using this opportunity to disgust the other party again.

Saying that, he smiled and asked Ao Xingchi: “Isn't that right, Second Prince?”

“Humph!” Ao Xingchi snorted coldly, raised his cup, and drank his wine, ignoring him.

This table was all mortal food, no matter how delicious, it tasted ordinary in the mouth.

Only this wine was somewhat interesting.

It was actually brewed with spiritual spring water and infused with low-grade spiritual herbs.

Worth drinking.

Xu Chengxian also took a cup, and had to admit that the Bai family really had some foundation.

Just this wine, a jar holding a catty filled and sold, you definitely couldn't drink it without several hundred low-grade spirit stones.

Based on the principle of not letting go of any advantage, he took the opportunity to get a small jar for his snake pet, Xiaohua, to drink as well.

Tsk, this can also be considered creating a small account to get an extra share of benefits.

“Alright, my Second Brother doesn't like listening either, Patriarch Bai, let the young master rest for a while.” Ao Xingzhou said, finishing the wine Bai Wenyu offered, “Let him eat quickly, prepare his luggage, and set off for the South Sea.”

“Leave now?” Bai Wenyu asked in surprise, “Why is it so urgent?”

“What's urgent?” Ao Xingzhou glared. “Is it appropriate for us aquatic tribes to stay long in your human race's Great Zhou territory?”

In broad daylight, they entered the city with official documents from the South Sea.

If they delay for too long, the human race's cultivators will smell the scent and come.

In case some evil fellow has bad intentions and wants to catch them, tear their skin, pull their tendons, and refine pills and weapons, that would be terrible!

“Eighth Brother, don't talk nonsense. Human race cultivators are not so cruel.” Ao Xingchi said.

“Not so? Hehe, then Second Brother, try spending the night here?” Ao Xingzhou chuckled, “Let Ao Xinji stay here with you.”

“…”

“…Eighth Prince, don't joke.” Ao Xinji twitched his lips, “Naturally, it's important for us to return to the South Sea as soon as possible, how can we stay here any longer?”

“Humph!” Ao Xingzhou glanced at him, knowing that this old guy was difficult to deal with, so he stopped wasting words with him and instead said to Bai Wenyu: “You heard it too, we can't stay here for long.”

“Bring everything you want to bring for your son, it's okay if you don't bring anything, the South Sea has everything.”

“We are forming a marriage alliance, not creating enmity, our South Sea Dragon Palace will not mistreat your esteemed son.”

These words were straightforward and still sounded like human language.

Although Bai Wenyu felt a little uncomfortable listening to them, because these were generally the words the man's side said to the woman's parents and relatives.

But circumstances were stronger than people.

Xu Chengxian watched from the side with a secret smile, so what is the struggle for dominance in this world of marriage alliances?

It's just whose father is better, whose family is better, whose ability is greater, and whose voice is more confident.

No matter how much Bai Chengyou is the only son of the Bai family, no matter how much the Bai family is a prominent family in Xuzhou, they are still several heads lower in front of the South Sea Dragon Clan.

Being able to climb up to this marriage is still thanks to the blessings of the ancestors several lifetimes ago.

Eh?

Wait a minute.

He paused with the wine glass in his hand as he thought of this.

Ancestor, marriage contract, marriage alliance?

This… why is this so familiar?

He glanced back at Bai Chengyou, who was still 'singing' loudly outside, and stroked his chin.

Pondering, if this kid wants to break off the engagement, should he teach him a sentence, 'Don't bully the young and poor'?

“Everything has been prepared.”

While Xu Chengxian was lost in thought, Bai Wenyu said, “For now, there is only one thing that needs to be entrusted to you all.”

Finally, it came to the key point!

Ao Xinji's eyes lit up, and Ao Xingzhou and Ao Xingchi also sat up straight, waiting for Bai Wenyu to continue.

“This item is something that my ancestors ordered, for my Bai family to guard for the South Sea for generations.”

“…Heh, that sounds really nice.” Ao Xinji snorted with a fake smile.

Bai Wenyu had thick skin and didn't mind, he had already seen that this old man intended to make things difficult for his family, so he simply ignored him and only looked at Ao Xingzhou and Ao Xingchi.

“Bring that treasure here.” Ao Xingzhou said, “I will keep it safe.”

Ao Xingchi didn't say anything else, which was considered tacit approval.

Xu Chengxian found it interesting.

These two princes, earlier outside, the Second Prince was the main one, and he was also the envoy of this trip. But when they sat at the table, it turned into Ao Xingzhou being the main one.

Whether it was exchanging greetings or agreeing, it was all decided by the Eighth Prince.

It can be seen that the demon race of the South Sea Dragon Palace, although they have been attached to the human race for a long time, still maintain the habit of respecting the strong.

It's not based on who has a more noble status, but who has the most authority.

Or rather, there is a sequence in ranking, but when it comes to noble status, it still depends on strength.

That's strange.

In that case, Ao Xingzhou also clearly showed outside that he disliked Ao Xingchi and Ao Xinji's actions. Then why didn't he directly stop them?

Soon, Xu Chengxian knew the reason.

Because not long after the departure, this Eighth Prince came to talk to him.

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