Xiao Yue said it was fine and that she didn't mind.
Yi Xiaochuan then asked whether the Gao Family Restaurant had been opened by Gao Yao.
Xiao Yue naturally said it was.
Yi Xiaochuan said that he and Gao Yao were friends and that he wanted to see him.
Xiao Yue was somewhat puzzled, but she soon remembered the Yi Xiaochuan whom Gao Yao often mentioned. She asked whether he was Yi Xiaochuan.
After confirming the truth, Xiao Yue was delighted. She told Yi Xiaochuan to wait a moment, then went inside to tell Gao Yao about it.
As Yi Xiaochuan waited outside, he looked at the bustling, thriving Gao Family Restaurant and sighed inwardly:
Gao Yao seems to have been living quite well these past few years.
Yi Xiaochuan was bitter beyond words.
For the past seven or eight years, he had wandered everywhere. Because he was unwilling to rob people or do anything crude, he often went hungry one meal and overate the next.
If he hadn't spent years roaming the mountains and wilderness, honing his hunting skills,
he might really have starved to death somewhere among the Five Great Mountains or in the Remote Wilderness.
When he thought about how he was actually worse off than Gao Yao,
Yi Xiaochuan felt somewhat ashamed and really wanted to turn around and leave.
But he had not a single coin on him. Apart from a horse, a sword, a bow, a quiver, and a dozen or so arrows, he owned nothing else.
If he turned around and left now,
there was a high chance he would nearly starve to death.
Besides,
he had come to Xianyang because of Ding Ling's ascension.
Naturally, he couldn't leave at a time like this.
Unless he figured out exactly what the ascension was