"Please."
Jing Yuan led Jiang Yao to another elegant room in the Seat of Divine Foresight.
It was reserved for entertaining honored guests.
He even poured Jiang Yao's tea himself.
"Mm, thank you."
Jiang Yao was very polite, too.
That was refinement. That was good manners. Get it?
"No need to stand on ceremony."
Jing Yuan smiled, his eyes narrowed.
He genuinely hoped Jiang Yao wouldn't stand on ceremony with them.
Ideally, he would make plenty of demands.
That would let them forge much deeper ties with him.
Granted, Jing Yuan knew that was impossible.
But what if?
"General, Diviner, let's get straight to the point. I can pretty much guess why you wanted to see me."
"It's about my food, obviously."
"After all, the food I make can alleviate mara-struck, or even cure it."
Jiang Yao cut straight to the chase.
Honestly.
Jiang Yao really disliked all that beating around the bush.
If they could reach a deal, they'd talk.
If they couldn't, they'd part ways.
What was the point of all those schemes within schemes?
Before I transmigrated, I did that to make a living. Life forced my hand, get it?
Now I've transmigrated, and I'm even an Aeon.
And I'm still supposed to beat around the bush and play mind games?
Wouldn't that make transmigrating a complete waste?
"Cure mara-struck?!"
Jing Yuan and Fu Xuan exclaimed in unison.
They had thought being able to alleviate mara-struck was already the greatest blessing the Xianzhou Alliance could ask for!
Who knew there was something even better!
Jiang Yao had given them an enormous surprise.
It was hard not to blurt out, "Holy shit, that's awesome!"
Jing Yuan and Fu Xuan hadn't expected Jiang Yao to be so direct.
But it wasn't as though they were entirely unprepared for this.