At night, a banquet was underway atop Warship Island's mountain. With the sea breeze blowing, they drank fine wine and admired the crescent moon reflected upside down on the sea, all reveling to their hearts' content.
Luo Han, Cole, Whitebeard, Takk, Elles, Sister Shaku, Aixi, Tian Yue Shi, and Sola—nine people in all—sat in a large circle with all kinds of food and wine in the middle. Though everyone was laughing and chatting, their eyes kept drifting toward one person.
"I'd say you've stared long enough, haven't you? You've been looking since this morning and still aren't sick of it! Is this face really so devastatingly handsome that you can't remember it unless you keep looking?" Luo Han smiled helplessly. When he first met Sister Shaku and the others that morning, he had spent ages explaining himself. Even after these remarkable women finally believed him, they kept staring at him intently.
No one answered. Apart from Whitebeard and Cole, everyone was secretly watching Luo Han. The godlike man before them, dressed in pale blue-white robes with waist-length hair, was far too different from the Luo Han they had known. If not for Cole and Whitebeard's testimony, it would have been hard for them to believe that this was Luo Han.
After a long while, Aixi looked at Luo Han and exclaimed, "No matter how many times I look, it still feels incredible. Aside from the way you speak, which is still somewhat like before, everything about you has changed. It's like you're a different person. Your old appearance was fairly ordinary, but there was always a hidden dominance radiating from you. You could still feel it. But now..." Aixi shook her head. "With such a handsome face, the presence I feel is just so ordinary. Sigh!"
Heh heh! Luo Han