The silver spacecraft broke through the snowball and returned to the world of the Capital Planet. Before long, it crossed the vast mountains and the countless gazes in the Sacrificial Hall and returned to the Manor.
The silver ash in the stove glowed a warm red. Clear tea poured from the iron kettle into a glass, raising wisps of steam with a faint fragrance.
Jing Jiu lifted the glass and took a sip, then looked up at the lawn beyond the terrace and the flowering trees farther away. There was no telling what he was thinking.
Flower Creek stared at him with wide eyes. Just as she was about to ask something, Jiang Yuxia pulled her out of the room.
"What sort of person is that one?" Zhong Lizi hesitated for a while, but curiosity finally got the better of her, and she asked the question.
Jing Jiu withdrew his gaze and looked at the tea in his glass. After a moment of silence, he said, "Someone like me."
The girl in a floral bathrobe, with long, straight black hair, who had sat beside the hot spring drinking strong liquor, was a Biochemical Human-or rather, a robot.
Then the one hidden behind her was someone like him.
Ran Handong stood behind him, her face expressionless and her lips pressed tightly together, looking very much like a secretary with no will of her own. She knew Jing Jiu would not care what that one thought-if he truly was a god, why would he need anyone else's approval? Then why exactly had he been in such a hurry to meet that one?
"This is a world controlled by Ascension Ones, or the Cocoon Breakers you know of."
Jing Jiu said to Ran Handong, "The Priestesses, and the people of the Galaxy Alliance