They met at the restaurant, and the story began.

Before dawn the next day, Ye Wuxin was already waiting for Chu Xinghe.

The monarch had already issued an order: anyone who dared to offend the Immortal would be severely punished.

Ye Wuxin did not know what Chu Xinghe was thinking.

But he knew that the opportunity to interact with an Immortal was something countless people dreamed of.

When Chu Xinghe came out, he nodded at Ye Wuxin.

"Immortal, the carriage is ready."

Chu Xinghe boarded the carriage and sat inside.

The Third Prince personally drove the carriage, heading towards the outside of Chang'an City.

Ye Wuxin did not know where Chu Xinghe wanted to go.

"Let's go see the bustling streets."

If one wants to find that special person, one must take the initiative.

Consider it a pastime during his leisure time.

Traveling along Azure Dragon Street.

This was the most bustling street in Great Yan.

Various businesses, markets, vendors, restaurants, and Brothels were all located here.

As they traveled along the street, many people saw the Third Prince and hurriedly stepped aside.

"It really is the Third Highness."

"Shh, keep it down. Three months ago, Your Highness killed hundreds of thousands of Tianwu soldiers and massacred six cities in a row. I heard that on that day, blood flowed like a river."

"I also heard that this drought is a punishment sent down by the heavens, a warning that the Third Highness has killed too many people."

"Pah! What do you bastards know? They were enemies. You have to kill the enemy to prevent them from offending the borders of our Great Yan."

"You bunch of people are just full of hot air. You should go to the border and experience it for yourselves. Are they people, but our Great Yan soldiers aren't?"

"But you still can't create such great karma-killing. Killing hundreds of thousands and massacring six cities—otherwise, the drought wouldn't have happened."

"Exactly. Creating such great karma-killing caused the drought in Daxing Prefecture. How many people starved to death? Are those who starved not people of our Great Yan?"

"Fuck your mother, I can't out-argue you. Come on, let's spar, I'll let you use one hand and one foot."

"Pah, you vulgar person, useless, like mud that can't be plastered onto a wall."

"Screw your mother, where is my blade?"

Chu Xinghe closed his eyes in the carriage, quietly listening to the discussions around him.

It seemed that opinions were divided regarding the Third Highness killing so many people.

People who are kind are bullied; horses that are gentle are ridden.

To borrow a saying from a great man:

"Dignity is only at the edge of a sword, and truth is only within the range of a cannon."

"Does the Immortal think I did the right thing?"

The Third Highness asked towards the inside.

"Didn't you say you don't regret it?"

Ye Wuxin nodded.

"If I could do it all over again, I would still do the same."

"As long as you have no regrets, there is no need to ask for others' opinions," Chu Xinghe said indifferently.

Ye Wuxin's lips curled up.

He knew that if the Immortal hadn't solved the drought problem this time.

He would have had to bear much more.

He wondered what the Imperial Father would have done then?

There were already rumors now.

The drought appeared because of the karma he created from killing.

If the drought hadn't been resolved.

He probably would have died.

As the carriage moved forward.

There were more and more pedestrians on the road.

"That's the Immortal inside, right? I really want to see what he looks like."

"Hehe, the Immortal appeared in Chang'an before, and I've seen him."

"Brother, hurry and tell us, what does the Immortal look like?"

"I won't tell you."

"Brother, your sister-in-law has cooked fish at home. Do you want to come with me and have a taste? I have other things to do tonight and won't be back. See if you can tell me what the Immortal looks like."

"Get lost, you don't even have a wife, are you trying to fool me?"

"As for the Immortal's appearance, I can't quite describe it. Even when he is right in front of you, it's hard to remember his face. In short, he is extremely handsome; you can't find anyone as good-looking as him in the entire True Spirit World."

"Now there are rumors that the drought was caused by the excessive killing by the Third Highness. Those people are truly heartless."

"Why bother with those guys? It's as if they are afraid others won't know they have connections with the Tianwu Dynasty."

"It would be strange if they didn't have business at the border."

"If it really was the Third Highness's fault, why would the Immortal still let him accompany him and let the Third Highness drive the carriage? Isn't that just telling everyone that the drought has nothing to do with the Third Highness?"

"What does this mean? The Third Highness is a person valued by the Immortal."

"Do you think it's possible that the Immortal was already related to the Third Highness, and the drought was something the Immortal caused on purpose?"

"After all, Great Yan hasn't determined the position of the Crown Prince yet."

Many people's expressions changed drastically upon hearing this, and they hurriedly left as if they hadn't heard anything.

Ye Wuxin, driving the carriage, listened to the voices in his ears.

A chill flashed in his eyes.

Is this an insult to the Immortal?

He felt grateful that the Immortal let him accompany him.

"Do you think these rumors are their own guesses, or did someone deliberately make them say it?"

A calm voice came from inside the carriage.

Ye Wuxin ignored the surrounding discussions.

His thin lips parted.

"It must be some trick cooked up by those traitors. Sooner or later, I will kill them all. It's annoying to look at."

Chu Xinghe did not continue asking.

"Immortal, it is almost noon. Shall we return to the palace or…?"

Chu Xinghe lifted the curtain.

"Let's go sit at Wangyue Restaurant."

Ye Wuxin nodded.

When the carriage stopped.

The manager of Wangyue Restaurant received the news, and his chubby body appeared surprisingly agile.

"Oh my, Third Master is here, please come in."

After saying that, he looked cautiously inside the carriage.

Ye Wuxin ignored the manager.

He lifted the curtain.

Chu Xinghe walked out of the carriage.

When the manager saw him, his eyes were filled with shock.

As expected of an Immortal, so young.

He looked no different from a twenty-year-old young man.

It was mainly that indifferent temperament.

"Manager, sorry to trouble you."

Hearing Chu Xinghe's words, the manager's mouth grinned wide like a chrysanthemum.

"Immortal, please come inside."

Walking into the restaurant.

The manager originally intended to lead Chu Xinghe to the largest private room.

Chu Xinghe found a seat in the main hall at random and sat down.

This scared the manager into a cold sweat.

"Manager, there is no need to be nervous; I am just an ordinary person."

The manager nodded with a smile.

He hurriedly went down to serve.

Before long, the news that the Immortal was eating at Wangyue Restaurant spread out.

The entire Wangyue Restaurant was instantly packed.

They were all looking at Chu Xinghe.

The first glance was shock, and the second glance was still shock.

At this moment, Chu Xinghe felt several obscure gazes.

He inadvertently looked up.

His gaze met with a woman upstairs.

A flash of confusion, incomprehension, doubt, and shock crossed the woman's eyes.

"Young lady, please come down."

Chu Xinghe said towards upstairs.

Many women upstairs suddenly widened their eyes, their eyes filled with surprise.

"Is the Immortal talking about me?"

One by one, the women pointed at themselves.

Their eyes were full of doubt.

If they were chosen by the Immortal, their ancestral graves would be smoking with good fortune.

However, there were also some who knew their own worth, and their gazes fell on one woman.

"Strange, why is she here?"

"Who?"

"Chang Xiangruo from the Marquis Dingguos Residence."

The Third Highness's gaze fell on Chang Xiangruo.

A different emotion flashed in the depths of his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

Chang Xiangruo looked at Ye Wuxin, pursed her red lips slightly, and averted her gaze.

"Xiangruo, where are you going?"