Chapter 718: The Old Man’s Invitation!

Yan Aohan saw Zhu Yanyi come out and smiled slightly. "You’re awake."

Zhu Yanyi patted her head. "I slept so deeply."

"Yes, you really looked like a little pig." Yan Aohan teased with a half-smile.

"You’re the pig!" Zhu Yanyi sniffed her nose. "My tummy is hungry. Is there food?"

"You say you’re not a pig, but you just sleep and eat, then sleep again." Although she said this, Yan Aohan came over, took her hand, and led her to a table nearby. A full table of wine and dishes was already prepared. "Uncle Shun Yao said your tolerance for alcohol is quite good."

Zhu Yanyi looked at Yan Aohan, confused. "It’s okay. If I really drank, I could handle two jin of strong liquor. But I’m still young, so I usually don’t drink." She looked at him suspiciously. "You don’t want to get me drunk, do you?"

"Yes, and then sell you by the pound." Yan Aohan rubbed Zhu Yanyi’s head.

"I’m not afraid of you selling me, as long as you’re willing to." The last sentence slipped out without thinking.

Yan Aohan paused slightly, then laughed. "You really see through me. I really can’t bear to." He then said, "But you still have to drink those two jin of strong liquor."

"Why?" Zhu Yanyi looked at Yan Aohan.

Yan Aohan silently poured a cup of wine for Zhu Yanyi, then stood up. He took off his shirt directly. This action almost scared Zhu Yanyi.

Fortunately, Zhu Yanyi knew Yan Aohan was not that kind of person, so she forced herself to wait for the result.

After taking off his shirt, Yan Aohan glanced at Zhu Yanyi, then turned around. Zhu Yanyi didn’t have time to feel shy before she saw his back. She froze.

On her left back, extending to her shoulder, there was a tattoo of a flower. No, not just one. It looked like one, but it was flowers within flowers. Actually, four flowers bloomed from one vine. Each flower had seven colors. The shape was very close to the red spider lily, but seemed slightly different. "What flower is this?" Some fragments seemed to flash through Zhu Yanyi’s mind. She felt she had seen these flowers before. She shook her head slightly, but the fragments passed too quickly for her to catch them.

"Venerable Yanluo." Yan Aohan saw that Zhu Yanyi had looked, so he put his clothes back on and sat opposite her. "These four flowers have separate names: red spider lily, datura, Mahā red spider lily, and Mahā datura. They are flowers of the Yellow Springs, flowers of the other shore, guiding flowers, and also flowers of heaven." Yan Aohan looked at Zhu Yanyi. "More importantly, they are the unique identity mark of the head of my Yan family."

"So?" Zhu Yanyi looked at Yan Aohan, seeming to understand his meaning.

"You are the one I recognize, and the one destined by heaven. What is mine is yours. Even if you don’t agree with this now, you will eventually. Therefore, I want to leave this mark on you in advance. In this world, only you and I will have this mark. This shows that you belong to me, and equally, that I belong to you." Yan Aohan knew that although he spoke simply, Zhu Yanyi was smart. She must understand his meaning.

Zhu Yanyi fully understood now. So Yan Aohan had brought her here to get a tattoo.