"Auntie means that rotten old man?" Fu Yu asked hurriedly.
"That's him. If we can invite him to guard the Heavenly Pavilion, I think there shouldn't be any problem." Fu Yang sprawled across the jade platform, stroking the jade and grinning cheerfully. Fu Cang Mountain had nothing this extravagantly luxurious.
"But will he come? That man is very strange, Master," Third Child said hurriedly.
Er Niu glanced at me and said, "Anyway, it's not like we're the ones going to invite him. He can do anything, so why not have him invite the man himself?"
I laughed. "What makes this oddball so strange? Has anyone ever managed to invite him before? And how strong is he?"
"His strength goes without saying! I've never seen him lose a battle. He often fights several people at once, just like you! I've always taken his strength as my model!" Fourth Child said, planting her hands on her hips.
"You're talking about that Rogue Cultivator of Casual Ways?" Ruan Yu'er named the other party outright.
"Rogue Cultivator of Casual Ways? Tell me in detail—why is he called that?" I asked curiously.
"It seems he was already here when I entered Sky City. They say he's stayed in Sky City for many years. Both his conduct and his dwelling are utterly freewheeling, and he refuses every offer of allegiance. He does whatever he pleases. Sometimes people see him wandering through the wilderness, going several days without resting, and not even using spells to fly from place to place. Other times, they pass by during the day and see him drinking wildly in a tree, then spot him still hanging from that tree asleep the next day. He never seems short of clothes or food, yet his strength is impossibly high. Even when several mountain lords