This was the first time Baimu had seen Calyrex use its power.
He had to admit.
The spectacle was staggering.
Grass burst through the soil and grew calf-high in an instant.
Bushes rose past his waist in the blink of an eye, and berries shaped like grains of rice appeared after only a few breaths.
It was truly—
He looked down at the lush grass beneath his feet, then up at greenery stretching as far as he could see.
Even when he craned his neck, he could not make out its end.
"The King of Bountiful Harvest lives up to its name!" Baimu exclaimed.
Beside him, Terry stood silent, too stunned for words.
The People of Creation could make plants sprout in a short time, but they possessed nothing like this vast, world-shaping power!
So that was it.
She finally understood why Shan Ren had sent her to welcome them despite Baimu's refusal.
And why he had specifically told her to show reverence and made time in his packed schedule to arrange a banquet.
It was not just to welcome Baimu back.
He also wanted to give a grand reception to an honored guest who could transform Orre in mere moments—
The legendary King of Bountiful Harvest!
Terry took a deep breath.
Then she bent sharply at the waist and said, a little stiffly, "I was discourteous earlier. Honored guest, please... forgive me.
"And allow me to welcome you to Orre once again. I hope you enjoy your stay."
Baimu opened his mouth. "Terry..."
"There is no need for that. Rise."
Calyrex waved a little hand, utterly unconcerned.
Terry straightened and smiled at Baimu in relief.
When they first met, she had taken Calyrex for Baimu's attendant. Now that she understood, she would not make such a basic mistake again.