What? They've invited the Nine Thousand Year Old himself?
The moment Li Tianxiang uttered these words, everyone present was greatly shocked.
Their expressions were as if they doubted they had heard correctly, their faces a picture of astonishment.
It was no wonder they were so stunned, for the Imperial City's Embroidered Uniform Guard were beings who surpassed ordinary people.
Even though the Li family was one of the five great families of the Imperial City, in front of the Imperial City's Embroidered Uniform Guard, they were merely a tool dog.
Even the lowest-ranking disciple of the Imperial City's Embroidered Uniform Guard had the right to order around the Li family patriarch, Li Tianxiang.
In fact, this kind of relationship also existed between the Wang family and the Overlord Sect.
The people of the Overlord Sect could casually abandon the Wang family at critical moments, but the Wang family members would never dare to betray the Overlord Sect.
There was such an unequal relationship between the two, which was why everyone was so surprised, even shocked, that Li Tianxiang could invite the Nine Thousand Year Old to act personally.
"Of course it's true. This is such an important matter, would I joke about it?"
Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Li Tianxiang's triumphant demeanor grew even stronger.
He was already a person who loved to show off and put on a grand display.
He had been like this since he was young, and in his old age, not only had he not restrained himself, but he had become even more so.
"If that's the case, then we are truly in the clear."
Wang Xuedao spat out a mouthful of turbid air fiercely.
This Nine Thousand Year Old was different from that mad monk. The mad monk was erratic, and if he went mad, he would attack friend and foe alike, a double-edged sword.
The Nine Thousand Year Old was much more reliable, not only powerful but also possessing great prestige.
After this battle, the five great families of the Imperial City would be even more untouchable.
As for strength, the Nine Thousand Year Old might not be inferior to that mad monk.
Although he had sealed the mad monk together with Master Gandao back then, he might not have been able to do it without Master Gandao.
Moreover, after these twenty-four years, the mad monk's strength had increased so much, the Nine Thousand Year Old would not be any weaker than the mad monk.
In any case, dealing with a mere Chen Xiao would certainly be more than enough.
"I have prepared a Hongmen banquet at the Eight Immortals Tower. Tomorrow at noon, the Nine Thousand Year Old will personally go to the Eight Immortals Tower. Now, the only problem is, who will go to deliver the invitation to that brat!"
Li Tianxiang commanded with great authority, exuding the air of a leader.
Although the others felt some resentment in their hearts, since Li Tianxiang had invited such a powerful figure as the Nine Thousand Year Old, they could only hide their slight displeasure.
As for the matter of the mad monk, no one mentioned it anymore.
Since a better option had been found, the mad monk was naturally no longer the first choice.
As for who would 'invite' Chen Xiao, Zhao Yuanjie suggested, "As far as I know, the granddaughter of the old Song family has a very close relationship with that brat surnamed Chen. Let's leave this matter to old Song!"
Song Kaijiang's face darkened. Was this Zhao fellow trying to sow discord?
Everyone knew that the brat surnamed Chen had a violent temper, was prone to killing, and killed without batting an eye. Even just passing a message to that brat was a very dangerous task.
Li Tianxiang saw Song Kaijiang fall silent and squinted at him, asking, "What's wrong, old Song? Is there a problem?"
His tone was sarcastic, implying, you can't even handle this small matter, can you?
"No problem!"
Song Kaijiang was straightforward and couldn't stand Li Tianxiang's sarcasm, so he readily agreed, "This matter is on me."
Li Tianxiang's lips curved slightly, "Since that's the case, everyone should get some rest early, conserve your strength, and we have a good show to watch tomorrow!"
It was getting late, especially for this group of old fellows, far beyond their usual bedtime.
The several influential old men left one after another.
Upon returning home, Song Kaijiang was restless. He knew that Chen Xiao and Li Ziqing were in the old Li family mansion.
But in what manner should he deliver the message to that brat? If he handed the task to a subordinate, what if the brat surnamed Chen refused to cooperate?
Wouldn't the Hongmen banquet be prepared in vain? Moreover, if the Nine Thousand Year Old went to the Eight Immortals Tower and found that the person he was supposed to deal with was not there, he would surely vent his anger on everyone.
Therefore, this matter must be handled personally by someone of sufficient standing.
Looking at the entire Song family, the one with the most weight was undoubtedly Song Kaijiang himself.
Although Song Kaijiang hated Chen Xiao to the bone, he truly didn't dare to face Chen Xiao directly.
"If An Ran were in the Imperial City, she would be the most suitable, and that brat surnamed Chen would definitely give her face."
Song Kaijiang muttered softly.
And as he thought of Song Anran, he suddenly thought of another person, Song Anguo!
Previously, Song Anguo had gone to Jiangcheng and had dealings with Chen Xiao. Entrusting this matter to him might work!
With this thought, Song Anguo waved his hand and instructed the butler, "Go, call Anguo and tell him to come see me immediately!"
However, less than twenty minutes later, Song Anguo rushed over, reeking of alcohol.
It was already midnight, and for the old fellows, it was long past their bedtime.
But for playboys like Song Anguo, the nightlife had just begun.
"Grandpa, why are you still awake so late today? You sent for me so urgently, did something happen?"
Song Anguo asked, his breath reeking of alcohol. He was already slightly tipsy.
Song Kaijiang's sudden summons had clearly disrupted his 'pleasant evening'.
Seeing Song Anguo in such a drunken state, Song Kaijiang couldn't help but frown, "You're not young anymore, can't you settle down? Drinking like this every day, when will it end?"
Song Anguo scratched his head awkwardly and explained with a sheepish grin, "Grandpa, I wasn't out carousing, I was just accompanying some business partners."
Song Kaijiang glared at his unpromising grandson and couldn't be bothered to manage him further. He had long given up any hope for this grandson.
Speaking of which, among the younger generation of the Song family, only Song Anran could bring him some honor, but unfortunately, she was a woman, alas...
The old man Song sighed silently and said in a flat tone, "What is your impression of that brat Chen Xiao? Tell Grandpa again."
"Chen Xiao? Grandpa, why are you asking about him again? Haven't I told you many times?"
Song Anguo was completely bewildered.
When Song Anguo first went to Jiangcheng, his grandfather had asked about Chen Xiao once.
Later, when Chen Xiao caused a disturbance in Dongyang, his grandfather asked again.
A few days ago, after Song Anbang, a prodigy of the Song family, was killed by Chen Xiao, his grandfather had angrily asked again.
And Song Anguo's answer was the same as always, never changing.
Even after Song Anbang was 'taken care of' by Chen Xiao, his statement remained unchanged.
"He is a dragon among men, a person the Song family absolutely cannot afford to offend!"
Song Anguo repeated his previous assessment.
He evaluated Chen Xiao this way not because he respected Chen Xiao so much.
It was mainly because his own life was still in Chen Xiao's hands, and he dared not speak ill of Chen Xiao behind his back.