"What is your name? Are you the eldest or the second?"
Old Daoist Huang asked without looking up as he packed up his stall.
"Elder Huang, my name is Chu Yinan. I am the third in my family."
The young man stepped forward to help Old Daoist Huang.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Then if you want to become emperor, that will be rather difficult."
Old Daoist Huang shook his head.
"How could an emperor be as free as an immortal?"
Faced with Old Daoist Huang's treasonous words, the young man did not grow angry, but smiled faintly.
"Third Prince, you should head back. There is no need to follow me. I may not be a good man, but since I have taken your Great Chu's money, I will certainly get the job done."
Old Daoist Huang snatched the banner from the Third Prince's hands.
"Elder Huang, you misunderstand. Father did not send me to supervise you. He merely wanted me to broaden my horizons and make some preparations for the Golden Scale Assembly seven years later."
Chu Yinan spoke sincerely.
"After all, not everyone has the chance to see the Crazy Demon Daoist in action and live."
He added with another smile.
"Boy, it is true that I will not touch you, but your father has wagered rather heavily this time. He is using himself and the entire Imperial City as bait to lure the Blood Demon Ancestor and the Abbot of Fire Cloud Temple out of their mountains. Even I cannot guarantee victory."
Having finished packing up his fortune-telling stall, Old Daoist Huang suddenly folded his arms and gazed thoughtfully at the sky overhead.
"You need not worry about that, Elder Huang."
Third Prince Chu Yinan rested a hand on the saber at his waist and likewise looked up at