Inside the great hall, Emperor Xuan Yuan, now middle-aged, sat upright. Years of campaigning had weathered him, and a Longsword lay on the desk before him. In contrast to Fu Xi's benevolence and Shennong's nonaction, Xuan Yuan exuded a sharp and imposing presence, like an unsheathed Divine Sword.
As soon as Xuan Yuan saw Bai Jin enter, he quickly got up and greeted with a deep bow, saying, "Greetings, Holy Envoy!"
Bai Jin returned the bow and said, "You are the Human Emperor; there's no need for such formalities."
Xuan Yuan straightened up and glanced at Guang Chengzi, who had followed him into the room.
Guang Chengzi remained silent and stood aside, a sense of worry rising in his heart. If Bai Jin and Nuwa were to complain about him, claiming he was unfit to teach the Emperor, would Nuwa forcefully replace him as the Emperor's Master?
Seeing that his master had no reaction, Xuan Yuan directly asked, "May I inquire if the Holy Envoy has any instructions for me?"
