"So easy to talk to?"
Taishang's easygoingness this time startled Emperor Lu. He had been prepared to wear his lips down a little more.
"Listen to you. Am I, this old man, the sort of person who doesn't understand reason?"
Taishang Laojun said with a beaming smile, pondering inwardly that this fellow had limitless potential, and the favor he owed him now would only grow more valuable the further things went...
"Ahem, this old man thinks very highly of you," Taishang added.
Emperor Lu looked at Taishang's sincere face, half-believing, half-doubting.
But with immortal pellets before him, he had no time to think about anything else. He came before a rack of immortal pellets and was just about to reach out when he suddenly stopped and asked suspiciously, "These really are Golden Pellets, not some new pellet you refined, right?"
"If you want to eat, eat. If you don't, then forget it. What kind of person do you take this old man for?"
Taishang flicked his Whisk and snorted, "Today, this old man is going all in for once. This whole rack is Golden Pellets. Eat as many as you can. If there aren't enough, there are more beside it."
This old man?
Lu Chuan curled his lip inwardly. Speaking of which, Taishang Laojun wasn't even as old as him; he had merely aged in a hurry.
"My good brother, I didn't make friends with you for nothing."
Emperor Lu looked at Laojun with slightly reddened eyes. When it came to acting, he really had never acknowledged anyone as better.
"Of course. Thinking back to those days in the mortal realm, those youthful years, Emperor Lu helped me plenty." Laojun's smile was very reserved.
"Good, then I won't stand on ceremony..."
Emperor Lu laughed loudly and took down a gourd.