The Three Sages Were Dumbfounded, the Human Emperor Knelt to Welcome the Wine Sword Immortal!
With that said.
Gu Changqing paid no heed to the three Sages behind him, whose faces were a bewildering mix of astonishment, confusion, and outright bafflement.
Holding his Wine Gourd, he simply swayed to his feet.
One step.
Two steps.
His steps were unsteady, his body swaying, as though he might collapse in a drunken heap at any moment.
Yet every step landed firmly as he headed out of Biyou Palace, his course unmistakably clear: straight toward the lands of humanity.
As he walked, he tipped his head back and gulped down wine.
The rich fragrance of wine drifted throughout the Interception Sect in the wake of his retreating figure.
A deathly silence fell over the Interception Sect.
Every single Jie Sect Disciple stood petrified where they were.
What had they just seen?
Senior Brother Changqing-or Junior Brother Changqing-had just... walked away?
He had left three lofty Hunyuan Sages hanging here, just like that?
Without even acknowledging them?!
The Jie Sect Disciples exchanged glances, seeing the undisguised astonishment and shock on one another's faces.
Good heavens!
Holy fucking hell!
What audacity!
What carefree swagger!
Across the entire Primordial World, aside from Dao Ancestor Hongjun, surely only Senior Brother Changqing-or Junior Brother Changqing-would dare show the Sages so little regard!
After a brief, deathly silence, someone in the crowd finally failed to hold it in and let out a snort of laughter.
That laugh was like a switch.
In an instant, every Jie Sect Disciple in Biyou Palace's great hall lost the battle to contain themselves. They wanted to laugh but dared not do so aloud, so they desperately held it in, their shoulders shaking in a comical sight.
Their gazes toward the three Sages held reverence, but even more than that, the impish delight of spectators enjoying a good show.