"What am I even talking about?"
"And why am I discussing this kind of topic with her?"
"Also, is this really the place for the Kings' gathering? How come we're just chatting about trivial family matters—isn't it more like a reunion?"
"So, do you like it?"
"....."
Bailuo's mind couldn't process it immediately: "Ah wait, that, I can't really answer that question."
Disciplining Shijie was one battle, but it had a prerequisite—Bailuo could not cheat, not even in spirit.
"Isn't she here? She shouldn't be."
Bailuo looked around, and after confirming he hadn't spotted Shijie, he said to Shi Xiyu, "Don't persecute me, okay? It's dangerous."
"And you should ask your old uncle about this matter, not me."
"I really like it."
At that moment, the old uncle came in, followed by a woman who appeared to be the one he was looking for.
"Lord Saros!"
Shi Xiyu's eyes brimmed with excited tears, "It's so good to see you're alright."
"Long time no see, Yue Girl."
"Mhm!"
