Xiao Yu, who had been watching the crowd closely, was delighted at the sight and immediately pointed at the old man.
"Sir, can you understand what I'm saying?" Xiao Yu asked gently in the ancient language.
Hearing Xiao Yu's words, the old man hesitated for a moment, then stepped beside the fat man and replied respectfully in the ancient language:
"My name is Li Lige. I studied this language of the immortals for a time in the past. What instructions do you have for me, Immortal Master?"
Seeing that the old man really understood the ancient language, Xiao Yu smiled. With a light leap, he landed on the bow and said to him:
"Tell them I'd like to stay aboard this ship for a few days and ask you about a few things while I'm here. There's no need for them to be alarmed!"
Having said this, Xiao Yu ignored the murmured exchange between the old man and the fat man. Instead, he turned and beckoned toward the Meteor Boat in the sky. The green canoe became a streak of green light, rapidly shrank, and landed in his hand. He then put it into his Storage Bag.
By then, the old man had relayed Xiao Yu's words to the fat man. The fat man looked startled at first, but delight quickly spread across his face, and he babbled a long string of words at Xiao Yu.
Taken aback, Xiao Yu turned to the old man.
Naturally, the old man understood that Xiao Yu wanted him to translate. He hurried forward and explained:
"Immortal Master, this is Mr. Wang, the owner of this ship. He's heading to Weixing Island on business. An Immortal Master was supposed to escort him, but the one retained by his family had something come up at