Compared to Lord Lao, who still needed an excuse to meet with Monkey, and Lord Genesis, who orchestrated a roundabout scheme with a crowd at Mi’luo Palace just to draw Monkey into a discussion, Lord Skygate was much more direct—he simply showed up at the Imperial Horse Bureau.
That day, at dusk, Monkey soaked in a hot bath. Bored afterward, he wandered over to the neighboring Imperial Forbidden Guard post for a stroll. When he returned and pushed open his door, he saw the black-haired elder waiting inside.
Long black hair draped over his shoulders, a tall and imposing figure, tiger-like eyes, sword-shaped brows, and an unfathomable cultivation. No matter how you looked at him, he seemed every inch a true cultivator.
Monkey didn’t need to guess who he was.
Just as Monkey was about to feign surprise and ponder what opening line to use, the visitor spoke in a calm, detached voice: "Don’t wander over to the guard post again. There’s nothing worth seeing there. Too much movement just draws attention."
With that, he tossed aside his front robe and sat down in the chair with a blank expression.
"And you are?"
"Drop the act. I hear you want something from me." As he spoke, he fished out a small wooden box from his sleeve and slapped it onto the tea table.
Monkey was caught off guard by the scene before him.
The roundabout types are a headache, but this kind of bluntness is...