At an inn somewhere in Wanjing, Lu PingAn met an old acquaintance who had been waiting for a long time.
"Long time no see, Your Excellency Xiu Yi."
Seeing an old acquaintance again undoubtedly made Lu PingAn very happy.
Especially after the Plane War, when so many old acquaintances had suddenly vanished, leaving behind nothing but obituary notices. Meeting an old friend safe and sound again was naturally reassuring.
"Little Lu. Lu PingAn, don't call me 'Your Excellency' from now on."
After carefully examining Lu PingAn's increasingly youthful face, the elderly woman before him, who resembled a middle-aged noblewoman, rejected his former honorific.
Seeing Lu PingAn's startled expression, the old woman smiled and shook her head.
".Otherwise, I could only call you 'Your Excellency' as well."
"Then, Ms. Xiu Yi?"
"That will do, Little Lu PingAn."
Lu PingAn did not dwell on it. He had never cared much about forms of address.
Since some things had changed, changing the form of address also meant a change in their "positions." Lu PingAn had no interest in wasting time fussing over something so minor.
Previously, he had used an honorific not merely because she was a quasi-god. In fact, Lu PingAn had never called any other quasi-god "Your Excellency." He had simply adopted the title others used for Xiu Yi.
On one hand, Your Excellency Xiu Yi was indeed senior enough to be everyone's predecessor and guide. On the other, as a beyond-standard quasi-god, she surpassed ordinary quasi-gods in every respect. In terms of realm, she even far exceeded most deities; she simply still needed to accumulate more in terms of scale.
"This time, Ms. Xiu Yi... I can't quite see through you." Lu PingAn was somewhat surprised. He had once been able to vaguely sense a little of Shuichi's essence, but