Solar Lord, commander-in-chief of defenses across the entire Sol region, one of the rotating High Lord seats, resident of the Imperial Palace—Old Goldneck.
After learning that the Solar Lord wanted to see him, Li Qinwu entered the Solar Lord's residence with some confusion.
The Solar Lord's home was a luxurious Spire within the Imperial Palace district. After Li Qinwu entered the Spire and announced himself to the guards, the Solar Lord's steward came to receive him.
"My lord, my master is already waiting for you in the reception hall. Please follow me."
Li Qinwu followed him and soon arrived at a magnificently decorated private banquet hall, where a feast had already been prepared.
There were two people in the room. One looked to be over eighty, completely bald, his face covered in wrinkles, with several tubes inserted into his brain—some kind of neural implant, presumably.
Li Qinwu recognized the other person: Little Sun's mother, the woman who had previously threatened to have Li Qinwu killed.
At the moment, she stood beside the old man, stripped of her former arrogance. She lowered her head and picked at her fingers like a docile little lamb.
When the old man saw Li Qinwu arrive, he pointed toward a seat at the table diagonally opposite.
"Ah, Lord Li—the rising political star of Terra. Lately, the High Lords have mentioned you more often than they have even the great Gene-Primarch Lord Guilliman!
Come, sit. Sit and have a meal with this old man."
Li Qinwu stepped forward and sat down. The Solar Lord lifted his wineglass in a toast to Li Qinwu.
Li Qinwu also raised his glass, clinked it against the other man's, and began eating.
After several rounds of wine and dishes, the Solar Lord asked:
"Lord Li, may I ask what your