CHAPTER 626: CHAPTER 626: LET ME HAVE A CONTEST WITH HIM

Old Taoist Zhang was all smiles, his face, which had retained a trace of drunkenness, now full of spirits.

He looked at me with an incredibly tender and caring gaze.

My heart warmed slightly as I recalled the things Old Taoist Zhang had selflessly done for me.

The absence of paternal love deep within me over the years unexpectedly felt compensated for, "Then... then I’ll go upstairs and get it for you, please wait a moment."

My eyes were slightly sore, and my heart was a mix of complex emotions.

Only after I ran away from Zhang Zidao did I dare to let a few tears emerge from my eyes.

When I came back down with the daoist robe, Yu Rongling had finished setting off the fireworks, and he and his brother were putting bowls and chopsticks on the table downstairs.

Shenshen, well-behaved, was holding a small cloth, diligently wiping the chairs for everyone.

Old Taoist Zhang immediately stripped off his old, blood dao robe and threw it on the ground, replacing it with the plain grey daoist robe I had made for him.

Although I didn’t know Zhang Zidao’s size, my experience from making many clothes turned out to be spot on.

I judged Zhang Zidao’s size and simulated it myself.

"Fits pretty well," Zhang Zidao commented after trying it on, looking himself up and down, "The stitches are also tight, my good apprentice has put in effort."

"Sister-in-law, you... why did you still make clothes for... this old coot?" Yu Rongling grumbled discontentedly.

Zhang Zidao glanced askance at him, "Four-legged snake, come sit beside me, pour the wine."

"You... you’re the four-legged snake, your whole family are!" Yu Rongling muttered under his breath, but facing Zhang Zidao’s resolute taoist heart in his gaze, he sullenly went to pour the wine.

Zhang Zidao drank two cups in succession, pleased and content, nodding his head rhythmically, "Not bad, it’s good wine, apprentice, come sit by my side too."

And so, I sat on one side of Zhang Zidao, with Yu Longting on my other side.

The variety of dishes tonight was abundant, taking up four tables put together to fit them all.

Scallion braised sea cucumber, steamed king crab, dumplings, braised fish, spicy pot bullfrog, ginseng flower and black chicken soup, blanched prawns, and so on~

"Let’s eat, sister-in-law, you have some." Yu Rongling pretended to elegantly offer me some bullfrog, but actually, his eyes greedily fixed on it.

I ate the bullfrog Yu Rongling offered me and said, "You eat too."

"Thanks, sister-in-law." It was only then that Yu Rongling attacked the spicy pot bullfrog like a wild dog off its leash.

Shenshen seemed particularly interested in the Spring Festival Gala. Worried that he was too short to see clearly,

I lifted him into my arms to give him a better view.

"Elder, haven’t you forgotten something at my place?" As the meal was coming to an end, I took the opportunity to remind Zhang Zidao.

Zhang Zidao got himself drunk again, his lean face flushed with a drunken glow, "A little sharp metal Gang Qi, what do you think? Like it or not?"

"Undeserved gains, I cannot accept," I declined sincerely and politely.

Zhang Zidao as if he wanted a heart-to-heart conversation, poured me a drink of white, then suddenly remembered something and switched it to soda, "What’s this talk of merits and rewards? When Wu Yazi transferred cultivation to Xu Zhu, he gave it all. Your master here is just giving a little bit, just a tiny bit."

"Although I don’t understand the way of cultivation, I can glimpse enough to know better," I said seriously and helplessly, "Normally, for someone like you, the more personal power one has, the more assured you are when facing Heaven’s Tribulation. It’s best not to plunder from others, there’s no reason to give it away."

"Burp~~" Zhang Zidao let out a drunken hiccup, his old face looked wronged, "That’s why, the old Taoist is so good to you, why won’t you agree to be my apprentice? Could it be... you already have a better candidate in mind? Impossible... I’ve reached the pinnacle of the Taoist Sect, which old geezer... burp~ could outdo me!! Tell me, this poor Taoist... will challenge him... to a contest..."