Immortal Old Man had said those words, and he had lived by them. As long as people could find where he lived, they could go straight in.
Not even the Nine Councilors would do such a thing, let alone some minor official in the Glory Hall. Yet he had done it for hundreds of years, earning the admiration of countless people.
And there was another point on which he had been as good as his word: he had never once used the councilors' sole privilege.
If it hadn't been for the Outer Universe, or for his grandson, Young Master Tian, he wouldn't have offended Lu Yin or used that privilege. Doing so would offend Changtian Island.
Whether he was putting on an act or not, he had done it, and many, many people admired him for it.
And today, as always, anyone with an urgent matter could go straight into his residence. So Shang Sheng Wudi had come in—and heard those words: "Insolence! You little brat, don't think you can speak to this old man like that just because you have Changtian Island backing you. Changtian Island has only a handful of people... I'll use the privilege that a councilor can exercise only once every hundred years to have you imprisoned. You won't be getting out until you've been completely cleared of suspicion."
"The Nine Councilors' once-in-a-hundred-years privilege exists to prevent anyone from interfering with a councilor's authority. Brat, this old man hasn't used it in hundreds of years. You're the first."
Shang Sheng Wudi silently watched Immortal Old Man and Lu Yin face off, listened to what he said, and didn't move.
"I really don't understand. Is the Outer Universe worth offending Changtian Island for? You're only a councilor. You can be replaced at any time," Lu Yin