The banquet at Yuehai Pavilion was a grand affair. Those fortunate enough to attend were all prominent figures and business magnates from Liyue. Even so, the vast majority had no opportunity to meet Inazuma's chief and deputy envoys, and could only speak with the Diplomatic Mission's attendants about less important matters of cooperation.
As for Yucheng, Miko, and Kuki Shinobu, the three most important guests, they were naturally received by the Liyue Qixing in person.
It was a clear case of soldiers meeting soldiers and generals meeting generals, with well-defined duties and a proper hierarchy, reflecting Liyue's comprehensive standards of hospitality.
Led by Ganyu, Yucheng, Miko, and Kuki Shinobu arrived at the banquet's most important room, where Ningguang, Keqing, and a kindly old man had already been waiting for some time.
Besides them, Yucheng unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure: Yelan, with the prominent mole on her ample chest. She had come too? The instant Yucheng saw her, he recalled the little risqué entanglements he had previously had with her.
Ningguang said, "Welcome, ambassadors of Inazuma. You have braved the hardships of a long sea voyage to reestablish diplomatic relations with Liyue. For that, I am deeply grateful.
"Let me introduce everyone again. I am Ningguang, the Tianquan. To my right is Keqing, the Yuheng, and to my left are Uncle Tian, the Tianshu, and Ganyu, Secretary of the Liyue Qixing. Behind me is my special intelligence officer, Yelan."
Yucheng said, "You are too kind. Inazuma's hasty closure of its borders back then caused Liyue some trouble. It is my honor that Liyue is now willing to let bygones be bygones."
Ningguang said, "Please, take your seats."
Yucheng said, "After you."
Inside the room stood an antique-style round wooden table. Under the lights, the entire tabletop displayed a rich golden sheen