Because half a jar of Hundred Flowers Brew had outshone Old Zhang's painstakingly prepared vinegar fish and the pot of fish soup Wang Xian had carefully cooked.
Not to mention that afterward, he had given the four women and his master three cups of immortal wine from the Divine River.
Wang Xian had never seen what Li Yu looked like after emerging from her cocoon.
He only wanted to give them a dose of potent medicine, turning the four women before him young again, into little girls of seven or eight, so they could never bother him again.
He wanted his master to regain her youth and get a chance to ascend to the immortal realm.
As for himself, he only wanted to live quietly with his master for a while.
Next, he would accompany Wuyue to search for that elusive divine medicine, restore her body, and fulfill the vow he had made in Hundred Flowers Valley.
Only when the four women's eyes had grown bleary with drunkenness did Wang Xian look at everyone and speak, word by word.
"This pot of fish soup is beyond anything you could imagine... It was made with a divine flower I happened upon in the secret realm of Hundred Flowers Valley. An elder told me it blooms only once every five hundred years."
"For the sake of that flower, the prodigies of your Four Great Sects tried to kill me in Quiet City, then pursued me all the way to Crescent Moon Spring in the depths of the desert."
"After that, the demonic dragon came, and I fought that fellow. As for whether your fellow disciples—your senior brothers and sisters—are dead or alive, I truly don't know..."
With his master right there, Wang Xian simply explained the whole story behind the flower and