Yue Shen was just about to offer some comfort when a voice from the side hall reached them before she could.
"Bring everyone who was selected over here. I want to meet them individually."
Xiao Tianyang lifted the beaded curtain and emerged from the side hall.
In daily life, his usual demeanor made him seem like an ordinary person, lacking a trace of majesty.
Even when seated in the imperial court, Xiao Tianyang could at most be considered a king.
Yet now, he seemed like an ocean—capable of containing all things while remaining impossible to fathom.
That aura was even deeper than Bibi Dong's had been when she served as Pope.
Of course, Bibi Dong and Yue Shen were merely surprised.
When one first encountered a theory profound enough to earn their recognition, both their thoughts and soul would undergo a sublimation.
Besides, with Xiao Tianyang's self-control, he could not possibly maintain this state for long.
At most, he would display such a bearing before outsiders. The chances of him acting this way around them were slim.
"Do you need to meet them individually?"
After pondering for a moment, Bibi Dong said, "I can make the arrangements for you."
"But are you sure you don't need to rest before meeting them?"
Xiao Tianyang smiled faintly. "I think I'm in excellent condition right now."
"Don't worry. Nothing will go wrong."
Bibi Dong nodded. "Alright. We'll do as you say."
She then turned to the side and said, "Yue Shen is returning to the palace to receive her investiture."
"And for some time afterward, she'll remain in the palace to help Mingzhu manage affairs."
"For the time being, Han Ling and Snow Woman will attend to your daily needs. What do you think?"
Naturally, Xiao Tianyang had no objections.
Yue Shen and