Chapter 1187: Su Xi

"No problem!" The girl blinked. "Are you alone? Do you want to sit inside or outside?"

"Alone. Outside is fine."

"Okay~"

The girl held the menu in one hand and helped Ying Fu pull out a stool along the street with the other, then ran into the shop and shouted loudly,

"Dad! We have a customer!!"

Ying Fu sat slowly at the outdoor table and chairs by the street.

Because it was late at night, there were no pedestrians or vehicles on the road. The faint light of the stars occasionally shone through the hazy clouds, reflecting on Ying Fu’s back like a layer of white frost.

Ying Fu sat here silently for a long time. His gaze remained fixed on the busy figure in the shop, like a statue, motionless...

Finally, the girl came out of the shop with a steaming plate of crayfish.

The crayfish was placed gently in front of Ying Fu, and the fragrant aroma entered Ying Fu’s nose... But Ying Fu didn't look at the crayfish, keeping his gaze on the girl’s eyebrows and eyes.

"What's your name?" Ying Fu asked suddenly.

The girl didn't seem to expect Ying Fu to ask such a question suddenly. She looked him up and down with a strange expression, as if suspecting he was some kind of bad person with ill intentions... But for some reason, when she saw Ying Fu’s flashing eyes, her heart trembled slightly, and she answered hesitantly:

"You... you can just call me Jiangjiang."

After speaking, she didn't wait for Ying Fu to ask anything else, turned around, took two beers from the refrigerator, and skillfully opened them with a bottle opener. "What about you? What's your name?"

Ying Fu was silent for a long time.

"My name is Li Fu."

"Oh~"

Jiangjiang handed the poured beer glass to Ying Fu. The latter took it, looked up, and took a sip, only to be choked by the bubbles inside and start coughing violently.

It was Ying Fu’s first time drinking beer from this era, and he was caught off guard. Jiangjiang was even more surprised to see this.

"You don't drink? I thought college students these days could all drink..."

Ying Fu: ...

Ying Fu didn't speak, just took another sip silently. This time, with mental preparation, he wasn't choked again. Instead, the texture of the bubbles gave him an unexpectedly novel feeling.

Following that, Ying Fu tried eating a crayfish. Although the strong spice flavor made him a bit uncomfortable, the taste was not bad for an occasional meal.

At this time, he was still in his banquet attire—simple coat, stiff black-rimmed glasses. He sat quietly at the street stall, drinking beer and eating crayfish... No one knew who he was, and no one cared where he came from. Even his ministers would never have imagined that their Emperor would be eating and drinking without any image in front of such a small shop.

Jiangjiang looked at the young man who was peeling crayfish slowly with chopsticks, his movements as stiff as if he had just tamed his limbs. She found it funny and interesting.

"Why are you eating crayfish alone in the middle of the night... Don't you have friends to keep you company?"

Ying Fu gave a faint "hmm."

"Are you studying for a postgraduate entrance exam? I have a cousin who is also studying for it, and she seems to be under a lot of pressure every day, just like you."

"...Yes."

Jiangjiang stared at Ying Fu for a while, pouted, and walked toward the shop silently.

"Where are you going?" Ying Fu asked.

"I'm going to find a place to sit for a while..."

"You can sit here."

"...I thought you didn't want to be disturbed," Jiangjiang hesitated. "I talk to you, and you reply so coldly..."

Ying Fu had always been concise, letting others guess. He opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain. After a long silence, he finally spoke:

"Sit down. I'm not very good at talking, but I can listen to you."

"Hmm... that works too."

Jiangjiang brought a small stool and sat at the table next to Ying Fu, resting her head on her hands, elbows on her knees, and examining the college student-dressed Ying Fu carefully.

"Is college fun? My dad always wants me to study hard and get out of Wushan in the future... But those math problems and English, I just can't understand them..." Jiangjiang blinked.

"You're a college student, tell me about it. What's in college?"

Ying Fu was thinking about how to answer. Just then, the streetlights suddenly flickered, and the street table, which was still bright, plunged into darkness!

Jiangjiang was stunned. Looking at the streetlights on the opposite street, she couldn't help but complain:

"Why is it broken again... I called the municipal office to fix it once last time, saying it was a bad contact. It hasn't been long since they fixed it... Wait for me, I'll go pat it. My dad said if things are broken, patting them might fix them."

Jiangjiang stood up from the stool and was about to cross the road. The next moment, a palm grabbed her from behind.

Jiangjiang turned her head in confusion. Ying Fu, who was sitting by the small table, was staring fixedly at the opposite side of the road.

"...Don't go."

The dim light flickered on the roadside. In the reflection of Ying Fu’s pupils behind his lenses, a ghostly figure in white, with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, was floating silently under the streetlight opposite...

His eyes were closed, the slits curved like crescent moons. Between his eyebrows, a touch of bright cinnabar red was incredibly strange.

If Shen Nan were here, he would recognize the figure at a glance!

One of the messengers of the Ghost Path Ancient Treasury, [Su Xi].

The white-clothed person with the smile that wasn't quite a smile stood quietly under the light, facing the direction of the crayfish shop. Although his eyes were closed and his gaze couldn't be seen, Ying Fu could feel in the dark that he was staring at him.

Ying Fu slowly put down his chopsticks, stood up from the table, and stared coldly at Su Xi under the streetlight. A pale golden imperial pressure surged from the depths of his pupils!

He was the [Emperor] of the human world. Before him, even the messengers of the Ghost Path Ancient Treasury should retreat.

Feeling the imperial pressure surging from all directions, the white-clothed ghost shadow under the streetlight gradually faded and disappeared... He still stared at Ying Fu not far away, his lips murmuring to himself,

"To think there is a second variable that doesn't belong to this era... Truly rare."

As the white-clothed ghost shadow disappeared completely, the flickering streetlight returned to brightness, as if everything just now was really just a temporary bad contact.

"Huh, why did it get better before I even patted it?" Jiangjiang was stunned.

Ying Fu let go of Jiangjiang’s hand, but his expression remained gloomy. He stared at the spot where Su Xi had just stood, his brows furrowed tightly, not knowing what he was thinking...

"You said just now that your dad wants you to test out?" Ying Fu asked suddenly.

"...Huh? Yeah... why is your reaction half a beat slow?"

"Don't wait."

Ying Fu turned back, his tone suddenly unprecedentedly solemn.

"Leave Wushan immediately... the sooner the better."