Inside Shence Mansion.
Jing Yuan continued his account:
"To make friends through martial arts—that is the founding purpose of the Martial Arts Ceremony."
"Back then, however, I was merely a Cloud Knight Sky-Fist. I could change nothing, and could only watch his despairing back without a single word of comfort to offer."
"And just like that, he left."
"Time flew by... In the blink of an eye, three hundred years had passed."
Centuries ago, right here in this very spot within Shence Mansion.
Jing Yuan had already assumed the role of the Luofu general by that time.
An aide inquired:
"Pardon me, General, what was the name of that world you mentioned just now?"
"Jarilo-VI," Jing Yuan said calmly.
"For this upcoming Martial Arts Ceremony, dispatch an invitation to that world called Jarilo-VI."
"I hope his descendants might respond."
After tinkering with the console for a moment, the aide replied, "General, the Divination Department's star-chart routes indicate that... this world has already gone dark."
"..."
"General?"
"Send an invitation anyway," Jing Yuan sighed.
"Consider it a blessing that will never come true."
"So that's why we received two invitations?!"
Luka widened his eyes. "It turns out one of them was from hundreds of years ago. We actually thought the Luofu had made a mistake."
Jing Yuan offered a faint smile.
"Before Igor left, he once gifted me a small memento."
He bent down, rummaged beneath the desk, and pulled out a brand-new box.
Placing the box on the desk and opening it, he revealed that it was filled to the brim with delicate snacks and pastries.
After a brief scramble by Bailu, Hook, and Yan Huan, the box was empty.
Only a small iron tin remained inside.
Jing Yuan picked up the small iron tin and handed it