Jing Yuan thought, You really are going to summon the "Reignbow Arbiter"!
Isn't it just a Heliobus? Do we really need this many Aeons?!
Jing Yuan stepped forward. Seeing the bag in Akivili's hand, he considered it for a moment and refrained from reaching out to take it.
He led the Aeon inside.
First, he had a server bring refreshments for three, then dismissed everyone.
Once the last of the Cloud Knights had left, Jing Yuan summoned the Divine Lord.
A moment later, someone appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.
He was tall, with blue hair, black eyes, and an austere face. The aura surrounding him inspired fear.
Jing Yuan bowed slightly and was about to offer his respects when the Aeon pressed a hand to his shoulder.
"No need for formalities."
The Aeon withdrew his hand and looked at Akivili.
He seemed to have anticipated the Aeon's return from the dead, and said with perfect composure, "Long time no see."
"Yes, the last time we met... was on the Xuling." After a moment of reflection, Akivili set the bag on the table and took charge, urging Jing Yuan and Lan, "All right, sit down."
At a loss, Jing Yuan did not know whether to withdraw or stay and listen to the Aeons' conversation. He could only look to Lan for guidance.
"Sit," Lan said quietly.
Jing Yuan nodded, his gaze falling on the tea set on the round table.
Given the two Aeons' exalted status, it naturally fell to him to brew the tea.
He was about to step forward when Lan beat him to it, taking the seat he had chosen.
After a moment's hesitation, Jing Yuan changed direction and sat elsewhere.
Thousands of years ago, through constant exposure, Lan had become familiar with how to