"The founder of Great Tang? This Eternal Night was quite interesting, producing someone like you, and that madman Fuzi as well." The old man looked at Gu Hui, astonishment on his face.
Gu Hui smiled. "You suddenly appeared here—not just to praise me a few times, I presume?
"If I'm not mistaken, you're Drunkard, one of the people Fuzi has been searching for across the world."
Drunkard did not deny it.
"That's right, I'm Drunkard.
"I appeared only because I wanted you to pass a message to Fuzi.
"Tell that fellow to settle down. Stop acting like a madman and making us tremble in fear."
"Haha, alright, alright. If I run into him, I'll pass it along.
"That guy really is something. He's already so old, yet he still refuses to settle down.
"Compared to him, I'm far more well-behaved. I peacefully and comfortably live my life as a salted fish."
Drunkard nodded as well. "Back then, I thought you weren't the type to behave yourself. Fortunately, after founding Great Tang, you settled down.
"By the way, this is a fragment of a map I obtained during the previous Eternal Night.
"As for whether you dare to go, that depends on you."
As he spoke, a sheet of paper floated toward Gu Hui.
Gu Hui caught it and glanced at it. Return Ruins. It pointed toward the depths of the far north, within endless darkness. Gu Hui immediately understood this man's scheme.
The destination marked on the map might contain an opportunity, but it was definitely no simple place.
It was also somewhere the man before him could not reach. By giving him the direction now, he hoped, first, that Gu Hui would not go mad like Fuzi.
Second, if Gu Hui succeeded, Drunkard would have forged a favorable connection.