On the eighth day, the Emperor showed up at his door.
This was the first time Yue Lao had seen the Emperor in the past two thousand years. It was a bit embarrassing, “Who are you looking for???”
”Where is Liu Zhenyun?”
”???” The old man’s mouth hung open in disbelief.
Liu Zhenyun had insomnia last night. He heard a voice outside the room and stumbled out. He saw the person he had been thinking about all night long standing in the hall.
Bai Shi looked at the dark circles under Liu Zhenyun’s eyes, “Didn’t sleep well?”
”Why did you come so late?” Liu Yan complained, then walked over to grab Bai Shi’s waist and leaned his head on his chest. “Yesterday, I was so worried that you wouldn’t come that I had insomnia.”
He yawned and pointed at the old man. “This is my godfather.”
Bai Shi slightly glanced at Yue Lao and said, “Godfather, hello.”
The old man’s chin slammed on the ground and couldn’t be picked it up. He wondered if he’d died. The Emperor actually called me Godfather!!!
The old man wanted to faint.
Bai Shi, with a wave of his sleeves, caused two boxes of jewels to appear, “This is a dowry for Godfather to collect.”