After the others had left, Jing Yuan finally looked at General Huaiyan.
"It is naturally Luofu's honor to have you grace our Martial Arts Ceremony with your presence."
"However, for a mere Martial Arts Ceremony to bring both heavenly generals from Zhuming and Yaoqing at once... I fear you are here for more than simply observing the event, aren't you?"
"Elder Yan, did the Marshal give you any instructions for this visit?"
At that, General Huaiyan shook his head and said seriously:
"Jing Yuan, you are overthinking it."
"I told you already. Aside from letting the children broaden their horizons, this old man has no intention of criticizing Luofu's affairs."
"But what that Yaoqing general intends to do is likewise not for this old man to comment on."
General Huaiyan looked at Jing Yuan.
"Do you remember? When you first took office, I told you that the Emperor Bow Heavenly General's battlefield was not limited to beyond the Xianzhou."
"Charging into battle and negotiating within... the weight carried by the title of general far exceeds its literal meaning."
"After all these years, you have always done well."
"But for Xianzhou people, living too long is a curse."
"It means that every mistake made in one's life lurks in the shadows, watching greedily, until one day it catches up to you and devours you."
General Huaiyan's gaze was distant.
"The Marshal already knows everything that happened on Luofu. And Yaoqing's Sky-Hitting General..."
"She came for you."
Seeing Jing Yuan's expression turn grave, General Huaiyan could not help but laugh.
"But how strange. Why has she not arrived yet?"
"They say Yaoqing's Sky-Hitting General has always moved like thunder and seized the initiative. Being this late is hardly her style."
Just as he said this, two men hurriedly stepped into Sichen Palace.