The First Venerable of the Prosperous Age

At the end of the Heavenly Street lies the magnificent Immortal Pavilion.

As always, melodious and graceful songs were emanating from it.

Wen Ying closed her eyes and listened for a while. "It's beautiful. To be able to play such dance music, this must be the Immortal's Pavilion, right?"

"Ah, this is the damned Immortal's Pavilion." Recalling the injustices and suffering he had endured here, a strong fire rose in his heart, burning into every inch of the pavilion.

Wen Ying came over, grabbed his hand, and said with a smile, "Let's go in now."

For some reason, when Lu Xiaosan saw her radiant smile, which resembled a budding flower, he felt that all the suffering was worthwhile, and his anger vanished instantly.

As the two reached the door, Lu Xiaosan grabbed her arm and asked, "Are you ready?"

Wen Ying blinked her watery eyes, "Prepare what?"

Lu Xiaosan bit her lip and looked down at the ground, thinking bitterly, "Fine, if anyone dares to hurt her, I will take their dog's life."

He reached out to summon the prayer beads, but halfway there, he thought to himself: "It's a pity that these prayer beads can only exorcise demons and ghosts, but they can't harm people." With that thought, he slowly lowered his hand.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ying couldn't help but ask, seeing his worried expression.

"fine…"

"It's good that you're alright. Let's go inside quickly then."

"I thought there would be some guards here."

Lu Xiaosan laughed and said, "With a cook, why do we need guards? We can just go in and find a place to sit and enjoy ourselves as VIPs."

As soon as I stepped into the building, the familiar aromas of wine, rice noodles, and dishes wafted over me.

The scene here remains the same as before, always the best choice for high-ranking officials and nobles to indulge in extravagance and debauchery.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xiaosan sneered, "What do you think of this place?"

Wen Ying smiled and replied, "The singing and dancing are good, but the furnishings here are far inferior to those in my home."

"Of course, they're not even worthy of carrying your shoes."

This is the most magnificent and luxurious restaurant in Los Angeles, and also the place where the most beautiful women gather.

But in Lu Xiaosan's mind, he wasn't even worthy of carrying shoes for that little wooden house in the rice paddy.

The two found a place to sit down and looked at the dancers on the stage. Wen Ying said curiously, "I've heard that the two most famous courtesans in Luocheng are both at the Zhexian Tower. I'd like to see them for myself."

Looking at the stage, Lu Xiaosan slowly said, "If you want to see their performance, you'll have to wait until tonight. But if you just want to see them in person, we should be able to do so very soon."

"It stinks!"

"Yeah, what smells so bad."

Most of the important people complained when they smelled Lu Xiaosan's body odor.

Just then, a young woman with thick eyebrows and large eyes, enduring the stench, walked towards them with slightly hesitant steps, forcing a smile, "Miss...Young master, what would you like? We...have some newly brewed osmanthus...wine..."

"And there's also the newly arrived crystal dragon and phoenix cake..." The girl nervously started to say, but Lu Xiaosan interrupted her before she could finish.

The girl's smile remained stiff. "So...so this young master is a regular customer..."

Lu Xiaosan nodded gently and asked the girl in a kind tone, "I didn't expect there to be a new one in less than a month. Hmm, then tell me first, where did the pretty girl go?"

The girl was taken aback, "Little...little beauty?"

"He was a very handsome little boy. Where is he now?"

As the girl was pondering, she suddenly looked frightened and lowered her head.

Lu Xiaosan said urgently, "What are you afraid of? Answer me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle strength came from his shoulder, and a rich fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

This force, though gentle, contained a hint of hardness, pressing down on Lu Xiaosan so that he couldn't move.

"What a beautiful older sister!" Wen Ying said with a smile, looking at Lu Xiaosan's back.

"Oh my, whose little beauty is this? Not only is she so beautiful, but she also has such a sweet mouth," Fu Rou said coquettishly from behind Lu Xiaosan.

Lu Xiaosan angrily shouted at those behind him, "If you dare to lay a finger on her, then we'll settle all our old and new scores together... Ugh... what new fragrance are you spouting now..."

Lu Xiaosan felt nauseous again and quickly covered her mouth and nose.

"Xiao Ke, you can go down now. I'll take care of things here," Fu Rou said to the shy girl.

Xiao Ke bowed and said, "Yes." He then hurriedly left.

Fu Rou turned back to Wen Ying and smiled, "Little girl, what do you plan to eat?"

Compared to Xiao Ke, a sense of familiarity instantly arose.

Wen Ying tilted her head thoughtfully with an innocent expression, "Brother Lu, what should we eat?"

"You can have whatever you want to eat. I'll have our waiter bring it to you," Fu Rou said, patting Lu Xiaosan on the shoulder.

"Buddy? You still think of me as a buddy? I came here to see you guys... Ugh..." Lu Xiaosan said fiercely, covering his nose.

Fu Rou lowered her head and leaned close to his ear, and the fragrance became even stronger. She said, "As long as you are alive, no matter where you go, you will always be a person of the Immortal Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaosan felt a touch of emotion for some reason.

After whispering to Lu Xiaosan, Fu Rou patted him on the shoulder and said, "Clowneck, go pour tea for this young lady, and then go to the kitchen to get some desserts."

"But...but we didn't bring any money," Wen Ying said, looking aggrieved.

She suddenly looked at Lu Xiaosan, her face full of expectation and joy, "Brother Lu, aren't you from here? Just consider it an invitation from you, and deduct it from your wages, okay?"

“No,” Fu Rou said.

"Oh, I see..." Wen Ying's face was full of disappointment.

Fu Rou's expression changed. "Pastries and tea are all free," she said clearly, word by word.

"That's great!" Wen Ying clapped her hands and exclaimed happily.

"You treat me like this, and you still have the nerve to treat me like a servant?" Lu Xiaosan said firmly, "Even if you beat me to death, I will never be a servant again."

But then Fu Rou leaned close to his ear again and whispered, "Didn't you want to know where Xiao Mei went? Just go to the kitchen and you'll find out."

"I'll go get it right away." Lu Xiaosan said and hurriedly ran towards the kitchen.

"Wait!" Wen Ying and Fu Rou called out at the same time.

Lu Xiaosan turned around and smiled at Wen Ying, "Don't worry, I'll be right back."

His expression changed in an instant, and he covered his nose, looking at Fu Rou with a serious face, "What do you want now?"

Fu Rou came up to him and whispered again, "Remember to put less tea leaves in the tea, and use the pastries from the side of the cutting board, those are the ones that the guests haven't touched or haven't touched much."

This time, she spoke very seriously, without any hint of joking.

"You! She...is my friend, and you want me to treat her like this?"

Fu Rou still had a smile on her face, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes. "I've already given her everything for free."

"I'm not talking to you anymore." Lu Xiaosan turned and headed to the kitchen. He still wanted to see Chang'an the most, so he didn't want to waste his breath on her.

After watching Lu Xiaosan leave, Fu Rou turned to Wen Ying.

The two men looked at each other and smiled knowingly. Then, noticing her blonde hair and blue eyes, he asked, "Your father must be a high-ranking official from another country."

Wen Ying pondered, her gaze fixed on him. "My father... I don't know much about him, but he certainly isn't some kind of official..."

"What about your mother? Or do you have someone powerful around you, or perhaps you..."

Wen Ying said, "My mother is quite capable."

Fu Rou's eyes lit up. "Just how powerful is it?"

Wen Ying smiled and said, "I don't know. I only heard it from others, and I have hardly ever seen Mother."

Fu Rou sighed softly and said with a helpless smile, "I really thought he had found some powerful backer."

Wen Ying suddenly clapped her hands, "But my father left me this. He mentioned the Zhexian Tower to me, so this should be useful."

After speaking, she took out an object from her bosom—a golden dragon-head token, on which were engraved four lifelike characters:

With a crimson crown on its head and eyes as clear as water, it stands proudly as the head of the cranes.

With a fierce and scorching aura, it is the most powerful and domineering tiger.

With venomous fangs and scaly horns, and sinister, malevolent eyes, it is the leader of a vicious and venomous serpent.

Sharp ears and a sharp ruler, hungry eyes, the indomitable leader of the lone wolf.

Upon hearing this order, Fu Rou felt as if struck by lightning, her expression filled with panic, "Three Venerable Palace!"

She swept her red skirt back, revealing two gleaming white legs, and immediately knelt on one knee, saying, "To see the Emperor is to see the Palace Master. Your subordinate pays respects to the Palace Master."