On the mountain peak, a gentle breeze blows.
Jiang Hao sits opposite the Human Emperor, looking at the tea that was pushed his way. He slowly picks it up and says:
"Can you drink tea in this state, Senior?"
"I can drink, just not like before." The Human Emperor looks at Jiang Hao with a smile: "But I indeed never imagined that Mr. Dao San back then would be someone from this era."
Jiang Hao also sighs: "Yes, I never thought I would casually encounter an emperor of that era."
Putting down the teapot, the Human Emperor suddenly stands up and respectfully bows to Jiang Hao: "Back then, thank you for your intervention, sir."
Jiang Hao looks at him, pausing for a moment before saying: "Senior, do you not blame me? If you figure it out, Xuanyuan Ping'an died at my hands."
Hearing this, the Human Emperor laughs and says:
"Do you think I am being unreasonable, sir?"
