"Your Majesty..." Ronan used the particularly awkward form of address from modern society, then found himself at a loss for how to continue.
The Martial Emperor, however, spoke gently. At first, the tone sounded somewhat absent-minded, yet the words were direct and forthright. "He Yueyin asked you to find me?"
"Uh, yes."
"What is it?"
Ronan fell silent for a moment. Wasn't it you who had something to arrange?
After half a second of hesitation, Ronan suddenly came back to himself. Come to think of it, he really did have matters to discuss with the Martial Emperor—at the very least, during the Round Table Conference of the Extraordinary Species, both the Martial Emperor and President Ouyang had given him unwavering support. He ought to express his gratitude.
"Well..." Ronan had barely begun before he got stuck again. It was all Peony's fault. Her bizarre, mocking tone in the chat group earlier had left him not knowing how to speak properly.
Fortunately, the Martial Emperor picked up for him. "Is it about going to Di City tomorrow?"
"Ah, that's right."
Though it differed somewhat from Ronan's original intention, it was not a bad way to begin. He went along with it. "Sister Yueyin mentioned that Your Majesty would go to the outer sea of Slope City to cover my departure... I still haven't thanked you. But circumstances have changed since then, so Your Majesty doesn't need to make the detour anymore."
"So you don't need me now."
"No, no, that's not what I mean. Traveling with Your Majesty would naturally be excellent as well..."
Perhaps because his first impression had been too vivid, the Martial Emperor's gentle, languid voice always made Ronan think of the image of a refined woman holding a book, her hair draped over her shoulders... More precisely,