In fact, the "Drunkard" in the local void had indeed been "complaining" to Ronan. The Magneto-Optical Mica kept nudging and rubbing against things, making a huge commotion and leaving it uncomfortable as well.
Ronan had no time to deal with that and continued speaking with He Yueyin.
Xiu Shenyu was no fool. On the contrary, he was very clever. He would certainly be able to tell whether the project was being sincerely advanced or merely delayed and fobbed off. Once he learned that this route could not be pushed forward, he might seek out other options, and that would do no good for either his physical or mental health.
Ronan continued persuading He Yueyin. "There's no need to rush. The Martial Emperor won't return until early November, and the meeting will be delayed even further. We can just take the process slowly. Those are all ready-made excuses; if we explain them to Master Xiu, he won't have any objections. Besides, neither of us needs to show up. Let Mister Bai communicate with him for now. That's the most natural arrangement."
He Yueyin fell silent for another two seconds before saying, "All right."
There was an obvious pause before she added, "Thank you."
Their call ended quickly. Ronan had forgotten to ask what problem He Yueyin had returned to handle.
Now, he had no way to worry about too much else. The aftereffects of that instant Peak Crossing had begun to show. Pain seemed to radiate from every part of his body, along with a distinct sense of "emptiness"—not the result of his body being "inflated," but something originating elsewhere.
Ronan frowned. His thoughts and perceptions flowed, and he quickly located the "problem."
A considerable portion of things on his side had indeed become "empty," but it actually seemed to be