Her slender fingers lightly traced a complex symbol through the air, and a thread of almost imperceptible moisture quietly gathered around the two of them.
"I'll control the water vapor so you can catch distant sounds like whales listening in the deep sea... and hear every detail of their conversation."
Hysilens stepped back, her gaze like that of someone seeing warriors off to battle.
"May the two of you... return victorious."
Taking the cold, empty wineglasses, Yan Huan and Cyrene were gently ushered by Hysilens back toward the noisy crowd at the center of the venue.
Cyrene clutched her empty glass, her heart pounding with nervous excitement as she whispered to Yan Huan:
"It's the thrilling undercover part. It's my first time doing something like this, so I'm a little excited..."
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Before she could finish, she watched Yan Huan casually fling that exquisite wineglass onto the grass beside them as though it were trash.
Cyrene: "..."
Then, with a flick of his wrist—
A gilded longsword blazing with fierce flames and radiating terrifying heat appeared out of thin air, casually slung over his shoulder.
Carrying this deadly weapon, utterly out of place amid the banquet, he began swaggering through the venue as if strolling through his own backyard, his scorching gaze openly sweeping every corner.
"Hmm?!" Beneath the throne, Laigushi, who had been speaking quietly with Kryudera, instantly sensed the unusually powerful energy fluctuation and the undisguised hostility.
His cold electronic eyes snapped toward Yan Huan in the center of the venue. "..."
"Where the hell is Laigushi?! I can smell that disgusting rust stink on him!"
Yan Huan's booming voice exploded like thunder, instantly drowning out the music and laughter.
"Savior! What stupid thing are you trying to do now?! Put that sword down!" Duke Duanfeng Rabinus immediately