Gu Yuan crossed his arms and said indifferently, "Just an old relic resting on his laurels. Brother Xu, don't waste words on him. Today, I've vented my anger and am in a good mood, it's worth celebrating. Why don't we drink until we are satisfied at the Wangfeng Pavilion today?"
Xu Haoran laughed and said, "In that case, Brother Chu might have to spend a bit..."
"It's a small matter, Brother Xu, don't be polite. Please..."
"Haha, good, please!"
The two of them completely ignored Xue Wulong and his group, and leisurely left the place, not caring at all about the group from Yuqiao Immortal Palace, whose expressions were as ugly as if they had eaten dung.
Especially Xue Wulong, who was so sullen he seemed about to freeze over.
Gu Yuan's repeated use of "old relic" almost made him explode with anger! Especially since he didn't even look at him; that kind of attitude was even more insulting than being slapped!
