Yun Fan's words reached Herta's ears, and in an instant, a surge of anger flared up in her heart.
'Calm down, calm down! This guy is just a bit infuriating, Herta, you need to stay calm!'
Herta kept reminding herself to stay calm, but a few seconds later, the girl tossed that thought aside. The world assumed that, in terms of emotions, Herta's rationality far outweighed her sensibility, but that wasn't entirely true. In many cases, Herta's sensibility far exceeded her rationality, like right now…
As the anger continued to spread, veins bulged on the girl's forehead, her teeth clenched tightly, and she gritted out, "What do you mean by that, you jerk?!"
Hearing the barely concealed anger in Herta's words, our Mr. Yun Fan nodded as if satisfied.
"Hm, looks like Miss Herta took the right medicine this time. So, tell me, what do you need me for?"
"Don't bother making excuses. You wouldn't contact me for no reason. I don't believe you'd call just to chat."
"Of course, if you're looking to talk about love with me, I wouldn't refuse."
Hearing Yun Fan's words, our Lady Herta replied with no small amount of irritation, "Hmph, talk about love? I don't have the leisure for that like you do."
Pausing briefly, the girl continued, "But I am contacting you because I need your help with something."
"As a price, I can agree to one condition of yours. I swear it in the name of Nous."
"Is that so? Any condition, huh… Alright, I'll agree to your condition. Set a time, and I'll come find you at the Herta Space Station."
— — — —
The day after the decisive battle with Phantylia, Xianzhou Luofu, Seat of Divine Foresight…
"Everyone from the Astral Express, please wait here for a moment. I need to retrieve something."
"Fu Xuan, I'll leave this to you."
After arranging seats for the Astral Express crew, Jing Yuan waved to Fu Xuan and headed alone to his private quarters, his movements smooth and practiced.
Seeing Jing Yuan leave first, our Fu Xuan, who was practically half a general already, took on the role of host and arranged seating for the Trailblazer team.
"Everyone, this battle relied entirely on your generous assistance. Without your help, I'm afraid the Xianzhou Luofu would have already been reduced to cosmic dust under the assault of two Lords of Extinction."
"On behalf of the Xianzhou Alliance and the General of the Seat of Divine Foresight, I express our sincere gratitude to you all."
Fu Xuan straightened her posture and gave a formal gesture of thanks to the Trailblazer team. Then, she turned to the secretaries nearby and said, "Please have the kitchen at the Seat of Divine Foresight prepare a banquet of the highest standard. The General wishes to host a feast to thank our honored guests."
"Yes." ×N
The secretaries responded in unison, then dispersed to carry out Fu Xuan's orders. Some went to arrange the banquet, some prepared tea, and others handled notifications and coordination.
After the secretaries served the tea, our Lady Fu Xuan personally poured tea for the group, handing them their cups.
"Everyone, please."
"Miss Fu Xuan, you're too kind. This is the duty of us Nameless, who follow the Aeon of Trailblaze. We would never stand by and watch the Xianzhou suffer."
Welt responded courteously, adhering to the principle of returning respect in kind. Even though the Astral Express could be considered benefactors of the Xianzhou Alliance at this moment, with Welt's personality, he would never act arrogantly or take credit.
"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Welt." Hearing this, Fu Xuan's face showed a hint of joy. Then, somewhat embarrassed, she turned to March 7th and said, "Miss March 7th, I'm truly sorry about yesterday. Regarding the Astral Express, General Jing Yuan actually harbors no ill intentions. It's just… the General values talent greatly."
Hearing Fu Xuan's words, the kind and innocent March 7th hurriedly waved her hands.
"Miss Fu Xuan, there's no need for that. I know General Jing Yuan didn't mean anything against the Astral Express. I haven't taken it to heart, really!"
"That's good to hear." Fu Xuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Miss March 7th, consider this a personal favor I owe you. If there's anything I can help with, please don't hesitate to ask."
"Something you can help with? Well…" Just as March 7th was about to decline, Stelle, who had been a bystander throughout the battle with Phantylia and was now dozing off nearby, suddenly perked up. She shot March 7th a look, and the latter, realizing something, hurriedly said to Fu Xuan, "Miss Fu Xuan, we do have something we need your help with."
"Please, go ahead and speak."
Fu Xuan crossed her arms, waiting for March 7th to continue.
After a moment of thought to organize her words, our Miss March 7th spoke up, "I'd like to ask about Miss Qingque."
"Qingque?"
Hearing March 7th's words, our Lady Fu Xuan was slightly taken aback, and a trace of wariness flashed in her eyes. Were they trying to dig up information on Qingque to poach her, just like Jing Yuan? However, a gentleman's word is as binding as a team of horses. Though wary, our Miss Fu Xuan answered honestly.
"Qingque is an ordinary diviner in the Divination Commission, responsible for managing the library. Of course, aside from that, she is also the second Emanator on the Xianzhou, after General Jing Yuan."
"The Emanator of Causality—Qingque."
"As expected, an Emanator of Causality, just like Yun Fan!" March 7th realized with a start, then excitedly said to Stelle.
"Yun Fan?"
Hearing the name Yun Fan from March 7th's mouth, Fu Xuan was slightly surprised. An Emanator of Causality named Yun Fan? Wasn't Yun Fan the Aeon of Causality, Lord of Samsara? Why would the Astral Express crew refer to him as an Emanator of Causality?
"Everyone from the Express, regarding Causality…" Just as Fu Xuan was about to ask about Yun Fan, our General Jing Yuan returned triumphantly from his quarters.
"Hahaha! Everyone from the Astral Express, sorry to keep you waiting."
Jing Yuan took out a box from his robes, an ornate storage box inlaid with gold and jade, exuding an air of elegance and grandeur. Holding the box, he approached Welt, his expression turning serious and his demeanor commanding.
Seeing this, our Mr. Welt seemed to guess something. He stood up from his seat with equal solemnity, facing Jing Yuan.
"Mr. Welt, please take good care of this."
Jing Yuan handed the box to Welt with a grave expression. The latter accepted it carefully and opened it with caution. Inside the box lay a jade omen shaped like a dragon and tiger, forged from jade, occasionally emitting a faint, shimmering glow.