The creaking sound of the inn's door being pushed open startled the people in the room - well, one person at least. Minglin was as usual reclining on the soft couch, flipping through the reading materials obtained in the inn - this time replaced with a travel map, while Vera was lying on the neighboring bed, staring fixedly at Minglin, seemingly very interested in the immortal.

As for what she found interesting... probably something along the lines of what components immortal blood might be made of.

The only one startled, Yuan, breathed a sigh of relief when Angelo entered, a bit annoyed as he said, "Knock on the door, one with a bad heart could easily be scared to death by accident."

"Well, can't be that fragile, right?" Angelo was a bit speechless. Since following Yuan, he had found that this seemingly next-door big brother had a peculiar ability to always provoke him subconsciously, making himself playing with the cold-hearted side of a Judicator.

"Tch, you haven't seen someone with a weak psychological endurance, like me," Yuan pointed at himself solemnly, then moved his wrist a bit. "So, what do you want to say?"

"I found that dragon." It was only at this moment that Angelo remembered his hasty return, if Yuan had gone through so much trouble to bring Aya to East Land, he must have a plan, although Angelo didn't understand the cunning move of releasing Aya voluntarily, he thought it would be better to capture Aya back as soon as possible.

Aya's disguise wasn't very clever, although he wasn't discovered at the time, Angelo easily got his information by asking the owner of the clothing store afterward - in this place, everyone had black hair and black eyes, having white hair would draw too much attention.

"Miss Aya, right? Hmm, as expected, he wouldn't leave without breaking the seal." Yuan didn't show any surprise or urgency.

"But... don't we need to bring him back?" Angelo frowned.

"Bring him back? Too much trouble." Yuan shrugged, "Little Vera and I have been quite busy lately, usually don't have time to take care of Miss Aya - Angelo, you also need to be responsible for setting up those Magic arrays, can anyone else do it in this situation?"

"But we can't just let him wander around like that, what if he really leaves and tries to find another way to break the seal...?"

"Don't worry, he'll come back that way too." Yuan grinned, "If His Royal Highness Tiran comes to Luojing, Miss Aya wouldn't go elsewhere either, right?"

"Uh, speaking of that - dear Angelo, how's the setup of your Magic array?" Yuan earnestly patted Angelo's shoulder.

"Two more locations to go, it should be finished by tomorrow."

"That's good, we don't have much time." Yuan, from who knows where, brought out a teacup designed for pretending to be a big shot, taking a sip while wearing a mysterious expression.

Knock-knock-knock! Bang!

After three consecutive knocks, the door was forcefully pushed open again, which startled Yuan's hand, as if he had to use a lot of willpower to restrain himself from jumping three feet high like a frightened snow leopard.

"Who is it!" Yuan glared fiercely at the door.

"Sorry to disturb, sir! Your late-night snack that you ordered earlier is here."

"...Is the service in your establishment always this fierce?" Yuan looked at the server with a complex gaze, feeling like this guy had the air of shoving the food down your throat and smacking you for wasting food.

"Ugh, why do I always feel like I'm being led on?"

Aya had a strong sense of this now, especially after seeing that Magic formation. He felt more and more like Yuan was digging a huge pit, not knowing how many people could be buried in it, but he was most likely the one being thrown into the bottom of it.

I wonder if stepping into one would make a difference...

Thinking like this, Aya returned to his own room in the Qiao Family mansion.

The room was neatly arranged, with the already lit lamps flickering. However, even in the Foreign Minister's house, they did not rely solely on candlelight for illumination. The spirit stone lamps hanging from the ceiling cast a bright light, making the candlesticks on the table look more like decorations.

Oh, I haven't told Jojo about that sad thing yet.

Imagining the expression on Jojo's face when she hears that she has to copy another thousand times, Aya suddenly became excited, finding it quite amusing.

But as soon as he pushed the door open and before he could step out, he saw Jojo coming towards him with a look of shock and excitement.

"Aya! Aya! Have you heard the news?!"

Like a child eager to play with a new toy with their friends, Aya looked at Jojo thinking like this.

"Rather than the news, I'm more curious about how you escaped... What news?"

"It's about that! The princess is about to return!"

"Princess...? Which princess... Oh."

It does seem like there is indeed such a person, and she is the one cooperating with Miss Tiran.

"Aya, you're a foreigner, it's normal not to know..." Jojo's first reaction seemed a bit disappointed, but she quickly perked up and started to introduce, "Well, Crown Princess Xiangling, she's a very powerful general in our empire, who recently defeated a hundred thousand prairie cavalry on the border, and it is said she herself is a master at the level of Earth Immortal."

Earth Immortal? Is that a realm on par with the Holy Rank? Aya was somewhat surprised, as he hadn't heard Ziran Moyi and the others mention that Xiangling was so strong before.

But this is also a good thing, another way to figure out sealing, and she would be willing to help if she is an ally, right?

"The Crown Princess is my idol, and I'm learning this Immortal law to be as powerful as her one day."

Jojo hummed twice with a clenched fist, "Oh, and I heard that the reason Crown Princess Xiangling is returning this time is because the Prime Minister summoned her back, as she took it upon herself to find a marriage partner."

"What the heck."

This time Aya was truly shocked. He thought Miss Tiran was the only eccentric princess in the world, but he didn't expect that there was another one in the East with such a wild path.

"This is quite interesting... Let's confirm, Crown Princess Xiangling... she is a girl, right?"

"Yes!"

"And the marriage partner... is also a woman?"

"That's right. So, Prime Minister Wu was very angry. It's said that when he received the news, he almost had a brain hemorrhage from the anger."

Aya suddenly felt a bit sorry for that Prime Minister and the Emperor in the palace. He never imagined there would be another monarch in the world suffering the same pain as Emperor Granzon.

"I'm curious about who this marriage partner of Crown Princess Xiangling could be, hahaha."

"Well... It is said that she comes from a powerful western country, Princess of your Western Empire, and a very strong knight as well."

"Haha, what a coincidence. I also know a princess who is a knight... Wait?!"

Aya's voice was abruptly cut off as if it had been snipped by scissors.

Hold on a second, Xiang Ling is Tiran's partner, a Western princess, and an exceptionally skilled knight.

"Mumble."

Aya's voice asked somewhat suppressed, "Do you know the name of the person you're supposed to marry?"

"Yeah, Dad said his name is Tiran Elysian. But I don't really understand Western names..."

Aya was no longer listening to what JoJo was saying behind her, her mind seemingly falling into a deep whirlpool, constantly spinning inside it, spinning...

"Aya? Aya, what's wrong with you?"

When Aya suddenly fell to her knees with her hands on the floor, losing color in her face, JoJo approached in confusion, only to be startled when she suddenly lifted her face to look at him.

The expression on her face seemed like she had suffered greatly unjustly, with some deep-seated resentments, though still looking somewhat normal, her eyes were completely distorted, honestly a bit scary even with some mental preparation.

"JoJo, there's something I need to tell you."

Aya naturally placed her hands on JoJo's shoulders, and said with a serious tone, "Your father asked me to tell you that because you asked me to buy green bean cakes, you have to rewrite the previous things you copied a thousand times."

"...Eh 0v0?" JoJo's eyes lost their sparkle as well.

Ten seconds later, the two of them collapsed weakly on the floor in the room, like two salted fish that had completely given up struggling.

"No... why would you tell me something like this... I really can't do it anymore..." Salted fish JoJo.

"Heh... heh, a mere thousand times is nothing, do you understand my feelings? I want to make the world feel pain..." Salted fish Aya.

The two of them lay there until dawn, congratulations, congratulations.

...

"Ahchoo!"

Tiran rubbed his nose, looked around in confusion, feeling like someone was gossiping about him behind his back.

"Silver War Maiden, have you caught a cold?"

"You should know that at our level, it's not easy to catch a cold, right?"

"I know, but if we have to face the savage beasts, I don't want your combat effectiveness to be reduced because of this issue."

"You don't have to worry about that." Tiran shrugged. "Not to mention if there is even a fight, wouldn't you be the first one to go? I'm just a scout."

In order not to bring the battlefield to Yanmen Pass, the two of them rode north lightly on their horses, dragging a flatbed cart behind them, with a juvenile Maneqing beast frozen by Tiran fixed on it.

Although they all felt that the savage beast who had lost its child would not give up easily, if there was a chance, they could still try. Of course, more preparation was still needed for the battle.

Tiran had no psychological burden at all when he mentioned letting Xiang Ling go first. The person was truly Holy Rank, able to take on tens of thousands of grassland iron riders single-handedly, while Tiran could only use the inscription formation to use the rules, the gap was huge.

"Indeed, even if it's a savage beast, I alone am enough to handle it." Xiang Ling admitted with a nod.

"...Is it really so? Can't you just say you're bringing me along for safety, in case something goes wrong and I can help you out?"

"If I lose, your ability to briefly invoke the rules won't be of much help, Silver War Maiden."

Xiang Ling said without hesitation.

"...Let me tell you, Your Highness Xiang Ling, speaking like this will make girls dislike you." Tiran remained silent for a while and said.

"Would you hate me?" Xiang Ling looked ahead at the road and asked.

"I still consider myself more of a girl, for the time being," she said.

"Well, bringing you along is just a precaution," Xiang Ling hesitated before replying.