Whatever the reaction of all living beings might have been,
Laozi and Yuanshi had clearly lost their composure by now.
Gu Changqing's appearance made their hearts grow heavier still.
Casting everything else aside, Laozi immediately demanded in a harsh voice:
"Gu Changqing, what exactly is going on?!"
Although Yuanshi remained silent, he likewise stared at Gu Changqing with a searching gaze.
Hearing this, Gu Changqing glanced at Laozi and Yuanshi with a smile, as though there had never been any enmity between them.
Rather than answering Laozi directly, he turned his deep gaze toward Xi Huang, who was already stunned witless.
"Heh heh, Fellow Daoist Fuxi, it has been thousands of years since we parted!"
"Do you... hic... still remember me?!"
Boom!
Those words exploded like a thunderclap throughout the vast Primordial World.
Fuxi!
It really was Fuxi!
Since Gu Changqing himself had said so, there could be no mistake.
Indeed, in the eyes of all living beings, Gu Changqing's words were even more credible than Nuwa's.
More importantly, even as he spoke, Gu Changqing still wore that hazy, drunken, devil-may-care expression.
The contrast was simply staggering!
As for Xi Huang,
Everything that had happened today had utterly overwhelmed his ability to respond.
Hearing Gu Changqing's question, he looked utterly bewildered and instinctively shook his head.
After all, Xi Huang had genuinely never met Gu Changqing in this lifetime, much less remembered him.
Yet at that moment, Xi Huang cast a peculiar look at the Wine Gourd in Gu Changqing's hand.
"That wine... I seem to remember something about it!"
Hearing this, Gu Changqing rolled his eyes dramatically.
But immediately afterward, something seemed to occur to him, and his expression shifted.
"Heh... so that was it..."
"It seems nourishing that last wisp of your true spirit with fine wine back