"Hmph!"
After picking a fire jujube and a pear, secretly refining them with his 'Alchemy Art,' and handing them to His Majesty, Aaron declined the imperial banquet and walked out of the palace with a cold sneer on his face.
Now that power rested in his own hands, why should he care about any of this?
He was no native Daoist; he was far freer than they were.
He was only reluctantly spending some time knocking around the capital because it felt good to ride the currents of fortune every day.
The day he stopped enjoying himself, he would pull the whole "the blue heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall rise" routine. Whoever it was would be left fumbling in the dark!
As he pondered this, a high official in crimson robes approached him. "Greetings, Tongling Yuanmiao True Person!"
His face was like polished jade, and he wore a long beard. By modern standards, he was undoubtedly a handsome man.
Seeing Aaron's confusion, the man said, "I am Jia Yan..."
"So it's Minister Jia."
Aaron returned the salute carelessly. "May I ask what important matter made Minister Jia stop me here?"
Jia Yan smiled pleasantly, seeming not the least offended and displaying excellent breeding. "We are both His Majesty's trusted ministers. We ought to grow closer..."
He truly wished to draw this Daoist to his side.
After all, he appeared to possess genuine supernatural abilities, and His Majesty firmly believed in them. He had even brushed aside all objections during court and bestowed three gifts in a single day to show his resolve.
An alliance would benefit them both.
And besides... he could get a share of the Pear-and-Fire Jujube. Then he could prolong his years and remain free of all illness—wouldn't that be wonderful?
Who would not desire