Chapter 67: The Allure of Wealth Stirs Hearts

Chen Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “It seems Long Jun hasn’t been entirely truthful all along about matters concerning me.”

The Old Dragon King never bothered to hide it; he always spoke only halfway. Since that was the case, Chen Changsheng decided to be direct too.

The Old Dragon King laughed and said, “Indeed. This old man is simply stringing you along, not letting you find out.”

Chen Changsheng was momentarily speechless. “Why would Long Jun do such a thing?”

“For fun.”

The Old Dragon King didn’t try to hide it at all. His expression was plainly mischievous.

“……”

The corner of Chen Changsheng’s mouth twitched. He sighed helplessly. “I cannot defeat you, so naturally, I admit defeat.”

The Old Dragon King patted Chen Changsheng’s shoulder, laughing. “You’ll find out sooner or later, Mr. Chen. But don’t ask this old man. I won’t tell you, and I cannot say.”

“The Third Prince used to sound just like you do now,” Chen Changsheng said.

Hearing this, the Old Dragon King paused, muttering, “Really…”

This truly surprised him a little.

“Well, this old man wouldn’t know,” the Old Dragon King shook his head.

Chen Changsheng sensed something. It seemed the Old Dragon King and the Third Prince had very little interaction. Perhaps what the Old Dragon King said about receiving guidance from the Third Prince during his Tribulation was actually true.

Chen Changsheng shook his sleeve and said, “Fine, I won’t ask. I’ll know eventually anyway.”

“Exactly!” The Old Dragon King nodded with a smile.

Chen Changsheng then continued, “As for this Dragon-Slaying Sword affair, I won’t get involved. I have other matters to attend to and won’t linger for idle chat with Old Dragon King.”

“I shall take my leave.”

The Old Dragon King turned around. “Mr. Chen isn’t inviting this old man for a drink before you go?”

Chen Changsheng felt a million objections inside. He excused himself, “I hardly drink anymore.”

“This old man will treat you.”

“……”

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“Really, no more drinks.”

“Then tea.”

“……”

Chen Changsheng felt utterly helpless. How could this Old Dragon King be so thick-skinned? He refused to believe the old dragon didn’t understand the hint he was giving.

Chen Changsheng let out a long sigh and waved his hand dismissively. “Fine, fine… We’ll drink.”

The Old Dragon King nodded, satisfied. Seeing Chen Changsheng’s troubled expression, he couldn’t help saying, “Mr. Chen seems rather unwilling.”

Chen Changsheng’s tone was sarcastic. “I wouldn’t dare. I am merely a Rogue Cultivator. How could I be unwilling towards the Dragon Lord?”

The Old Dragon King wore a playful expression and laughed heartily. “Don’t resist, Mr. Chen. You can’t beat this old man.”

Chen Changsheng sighed deeply and was then forcibly dragged away by the Old Dragon King.

They’d called it tea drinking, but they ended up at the tavern.

Because it was close.

As fate would have it, Xiaoliu’s tavern was right by the bridgehead. It took just a few steps to reach.

The Old Dragon King had taken on human form: an old man in simple, plain clothes, showing no trace of his Dragon Lord status. However, the arrogant way he walked made it clear from his bearing he was no ordinary person.

“Waiter, two jugs of wine.”

After finding a quiet corner to sit down, the Old Dragon King called for the waiter.

The waiter, Xiao’er, hurried over to the two guests and asked, “What kind of wine would you like, sirs?”

But when he turned and saw the gentleman, he froze instantly.

He remembered this man – the Manager had warned them never to neglect this Mister Chen.

Xiao’er said, “So it’s you, Mr. Chen! I’ll inform the Manager immediately.”

Chen Changsheng waved his hand. “No need. That would interrupt him. Just two jugs of Autumn Moon Brew. My friend and I wish to sit quietly for a moment.”

“Is that so…”

Xiao’er nodded in agreement. “Sir, perhaps you’d prefer an upstairs private room? One happens to be empty. It’s quieter there.”

“No need, here is fine,” Chen Changsheng replied.

Seeing this, Xiao’er didn’t argue further, not wanting to disturb the gentleman’s peace. He agreed, “Very well, Sir. Please wait a moment. I’ll fetch the wine right away.”

“Mmm.”

Chen Changsheng acknowledged, and Xiao’er left.

The Old Dragon King smiled warmly. “Didn’t Mr. Chen say he doesn’t drink?”

Chen Changsheng gave him a sideways glance. “Aren’t you just pretending not to know?”

The Old Dragon King seemed to find this tremendously amusing. He deliberately pressed on the points that bothered Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng couldn’t do anything about him. Truthfully, he still wasn’t quite sure how the Old Dragon King viewed him. Their rapport only seemed extend to such joking.

Or perhaps, it wasn’t rapport at all.

He just couldn’t win a fight.

Xiao’er soon returned with the wine.

The Old Dragon King took a sip and smacked his lips. “For mortal wine, this isn’t bad.”

Chen Changsheng said, “Naturally, it can’t compare to the Dragon Palace’s best wines.”

The Old Dragon King said, “The Dragon Palace has no rare delicacies. It’s only some Spiritual Wine and fruit wines. If the gentleman wishes to try, this old man can have some sent over readily.”

“Then, as the saying goes, ‘It would be disrespectful to decline your kind offer,'” Chen Changsheng replied with a smile.

“Huh?”

The wine cup in the Old Dragon King’s hand paused. He suddenly regretted saying that earlier.

“Didn’t expect this old man to still come out at a loss…”

The Old Dragon King muttered under his breath. Seeing the playful look on Chen Changsheng’s face, he could only laugh helplessly.

“Forget it, forget it. I’ll have some sent over,” the Old Dragon King waved dismissively.

Chen Changsheng smiled. “My thanks, Dragon Lord.”

The corner of the Old Dragon King’s mouth twitched. Why did he feel this guy was so… infuriating?

Chen Changsheng took a sip of wine to change the subject. “Speaking of which, Dragon Lord, do you have some connection with that Black Flood Dragon?”

“Him…”

The Old Dragon King said, “That Black Flood Dragon belongs to a side branch. He has little real relation with the water clans of my Tongtian River.”

“Then why did Dragon Lord wish to help him?” Chen Changsheng asked.

“This old man did not help him.”

The Old Dragon King stroked his beard, chuckling. “There is only one Tongtian River. Within the borders of Great Jing, there can only be one True Dragon – this old one. As for the Black Flood Dragon, he traded fifteen drops of True Dragon blood for information from me. This old man merely told him Mr. Chen could resolve his situation. I never said you would help him.”

Chen Changsheng silently thought the Old Dragon King was truly cunning, but didn’t show it. Instead, he asked, “Dragon Lord has already achieved Dragon Ascension. Why would you need True Dragon blood?”

“This old man indeed doesn’t need it.”

The Old Dragon King explained, “But my Dragon Princesses and heirs do. Besides, it wasn’t ordinary True Dragon blood. That Flood Dragon underwent the Tribulation but skipped the Water Crossing, becoming a half-dragon. Its blood at that point was the most potent, called primal dragon blood. Such a thing is exceedingly rare. After all, there aren’t many True Dragons in the world.”

“Seems Dragon Lord is quite the shrewd merchant,” Chen Changsheng remarked.

The Old Dragon King smiled. “It wasn’t something this old man demanded. He insisted on giving it. I did nothing wrong. Besides, there’s no such thing as a free ride in this world.”

Chen Changsheng couldn’t help sighing. “That’s true.”

The allure of wealth stirs people’s hearts. It’s the same wherever you go.