It wasn't just Shen Lang who found the scene too dramatic; Qing Yi felt the same.
The man in black was named Hei Ying. He was thirty-five years old and a strong cultivator at the middle stage of the Huang realm, nearing its peak.
Such a powerful figure had been scared into unconsciousness by a few words from the man before them?
Suddenly, Qing Yi recalled what Hei Ying had said before losing consciousness, and her eyes widened.
"Song Shadao, you're Song Shadao?"
Qing Yi looked at Song Shadao, her shock filled with fear.
"What, you know me?"
Song Shadao offered a refined smile and said, "You know me, but I don't know you. However, rest assured, as long as you don't commit any evil deeds, this director guarantees not to harm you."
"Th-thank you."
Upon hearing Song Shadao's words, Qing Yi, like a startled bird, hid from Shen Lang's embrace and retreated behind him.
"Uncle, they all seem to be afraid of you. Did you do anything before?"
Seeing the once arrogant man in black instantly scared into unconsciousness and Qing Yi cowering behind him, Shen Lang looked puzzled and asked Song Shadao.
"Your uncle has done too many things. Don't worry, you'll know slowly."
Song Shadao looked at Shen Lang with affectionate eyes and smiled, "We're meeting here tonight. Uncle will treat you. Anything you want to drink is on me."
"Uncle, there's no need for that. This tavern is mine, so there's no need to talk about money."
Shen Lang looked at Song Shadao and smiled, "To put it bluntly, your nephew is the owner of the Forget Worry Tavern."
"Oh..."
Hearing this, Song Shadao's face showed a trace of shock. He then turned to An Lan and asked, "An Lan, what's going on?"
Song Shadao had discovered the Forget Worry Tavern two years ago. He would come here for a drink whenever he felt stressed after work, and then go home to sleep.
Through these repeated visits, Song Shadao and An Lan became acquainted. They had chatted more than once and found each other very congenial, becoming friends despite the age difference.
"Director Song, I didn't expect Shen Lang to be your nephew. It seems that life truly is full of coincidences."
An Lan looked at Song Shadao and smiled, "If I had known he was your nephew, I shouldn't have given him the tavern. I should have asked for ten or eight hundred million instead."
"Haha, although he's my nephew, I don't have ten or eight hundred million to pay for him."
Song Shadao laughed, "Since I turned eighteen, I've lost interest in money, so my pockets have been empty for decades. I can afford to buy him a drink, but ten or eight hundred million, I don't have that ability."
"His mother is very rich. If you want ten or eight hundred million, you can ask his mother."
"However..."
Song Shadao suddenly stopped at this point, clearly leaving them in suspense.
An Lan, hearing this, looked curious and said, "Mr. Song, don't keep us in suspense. However, what?"
"Of course, it has to be legitimate."
Song Shadao looked at An Lan and smiled, "Although my sister has a kind and benevolent face, her money isn't easily obtained. To get money from her, you'd have to be her daughter-in-law."
"Mr. Song, you're joking."
An Lan was surprised by Song Shadao's words and blushed, saying, "Don't joke like that, it's not appropriate."
"Haha, I'm telling the truth. You must believe me."
Song Shadao looked at An Lan seriously and said, "My sister has spent a lot of money over the years, but she's also earned countless amounts. If you become her daughter-in-law, ten or eight hundred million would be pocket change."
"Uncle, don't tease Sister An Lan anymore."
Seeing this, Shen Lang smiled and said, "Godmother only met Yu Yan yesterday and was very pleased with her. If you say such things, she might not be pleased with me."
"That girl from the Wang family is indeed as beautiful as a celestial being."
Song Shadao exclaimed, "I met that girl once half a year ago and was stunned. I couldn't believe such beauty existed in the world..."
Saying this, Song Shadao looked at An Lan apologetically and said, "I originally wanted to set you and Shen Lang up, but it seems there's no chance now."
"No chance?"
Upon hearing this, a hint of regret appeared on An Lan's face.
At this moment, Tang Wuzui walked over at some unknown time and said to Song Shadao, "Uncle, if she has no chance, do you think I have a chance?"
"Uncle?"
Hearing Tang Wuzui's address, Song Shadao was first stunned, then burst into laughter, "Interesting, you're interesting. Such thick skin. You're not only comparable to Shen Lang, but also to me when I was young."
"There's a chance, as long as you try, there's always a chance. Hahaha."
Song Shadao greatly liked Tang Wuzui's personality and said with a laugh.
"Uncle, don't listen to her. She's just talking nonsense."
Shen Lang smiled and said, "If you listen to her, she'll trick you."
"I'm telling the truth."
Tang Wuzui looked at Shen Lang and said, "If you dare, we can get our marriage certificate right now."
"Uh, I don't."
Upon hearing Tang Wuzui's words, Shen Lang readily admitted.
What a joke! With Yu Xiao and Wang Yu Yan already giving Shen Lang a headache, adding Tang Wuzui would mean he couldn't live anymore.
"You are a scoundrel. You fear nothing, but you're afraid of women."
Tang Wuzui expressed her disdain for Shen Lang's answer.
Shen Lang completely disregarded Tang Wuzui's disdain. Compared to the headaches he was dealing with, this trivial matter was nothing.
Soon, An Lan mixed and served a drink for each of them: Song Shadao, Shen Lang, Tang Wuzui, and Qing Yi.
Song Shadao's drink was called "Jie You" (Dispelling Worries), Shen Lang's was "Wang You" (Forgetting Worries), Tang Wuzui's was "Mo Chou" (No Sorrows), and Qing Yi's was very special, named "Chong Sheng" (Rebirth).
Each drink had a different flavor. No one could describe the feeling of the drink except the person drinking it.
However, there was one point of agreement among them: An Lan's bartending skills were absolutely the best in the world.
After finishing their drinks, Song Shadao left first, followed by Shen Lang.
Although Qing Yi was reluctant to part with Shen Lang, she didn't cling to him. She felt a sense of unseverable fate between her and Shen Lang.
As for An Lan, she felt a pang of sadness when Shen Lang left.
She had found the person she liked, only to realize that the distance between her and Shen Lang was greater than she had imagined.
"Miss, I will no longer be loyal to the An family from now on. Please convey my intentions to Madam. Farewell."
Qing Yi glanced at the melancholic An Lan, said this, and then left the Forget Worry Tavern.
Stepping out of the Forget Worry Tavern's door, Qing Yi looked up at the sky and murmured, "I've been away from home for too long. Perhaps it's time to go home and visit."
"Shen Lang, wait for me. When you see me again, I won't be me anymore."