Jack, following his usual habit, offered two gold coins to the guard soldier, but it was refused. A soldier who looked like a minor captain smiled at Mò Hán and the others and said, "It's obvious this is your first time in Feiji City. We don't do things that way here; please take them back. As long as you abide by the laws in the city, we welcome your arrival."

Mò Hán couldn't help but have a renewed impression of the Qílín Legion. On the way here, whether it was Ào Yuè or Kǎ Kè, every time they passed a city, there were instances of collecting tolls, and the soldiers’ attitudes were uniformly terrible. Unlike the soldiers of the Tiānlóng Empire, who were well-trained—no wonder the Tiānlóng Empire could consistently hold the top position among the Five Great Empires.

Just as Mò Hán and the others were about to enter the city, a troop of cavalry emerged from within. The general leading them was a handsome young man in his early twenties, clad in silver armor. As he approached Mò Hán, the general’s eyes brightened upon seeing Dàilì and Ānnà. He reined in his warhorse, dismounted, and approached Dàilì, executing a perfect knight's bow. He spoke courteously, "Honored and beautiful lady, it is my great pleasure to meet you here. It is truly my honor. May I perhaps have the opportunity to invite you to dinner? I am Míng Yǔ, the Deputy Commander of the Second Legion of the Qílín Legion. I hope you will grant me this favor."

Mò Hán was already feeling irritated and was on the verge of snapping, but Dàilì had already replied coolly, "I apologize, General. I am not accustomed to dining with strangers. Thank you for your kind offer."

Míng Yǔ showed a look of disappointment upon hearing this, then smiled and said, "Then this was Míng Yǔ's presumption. I trust that when we meet next time, we will no longer be strangers. I hope you will grace me with your company then."

Without waiting for Dàilì’s reply, he turned, mounted his horse, and departed with his cavalry.

This left Dàilì without even the chance to finish her refusal.

Mò Hán muttered under his breath, "Damn, this kid has some thick skin. I've never met anyone so self-absorbed."

He then noticed everyone looking at him with smiles.

Mò Hán asked curiously, "Uh, do I look that handsome? Why is everyone staring at me?" Jack spoke up to Mò Hán, "Boss, a formidable rival. This guy's skin is as thick as yours, Boss."

Mò Hán gave a wry smile, "Are you complimenting me or insulting me, kid?" With that, he delivered a sharp rap to the top of Jack's head.

Jack cried out, "I was just telling the truth, Boss! Why are you hitting me?" This caused everyone to burst into laughter.

After entering the city, everyone found an inn to settle in. They ate a simple dinner and then retired to their rooms. The continuous days of travel had indeed left them all feeling fatigued.

Mò Hán returned to his room with Little Mò and began to meditate in the lotus position. After an unknown period, Mò Hán, mid-meditation, suddenly opened his eyes and muttered strangely, "Such intense fluctuations of Light elemental magic outside the city? How peculiar. Who could be out there? And with such a strong affinity for Light elements—I can almost feel the Elves of Light rejoicing."

Curious, Mò Hán cast the Flight spell and soared toward the area where the elemental density was strongest.

As soon as he flew into the woods just outside the city, he saw a figure clad in white standing among the trees. Mò Hán grew even more curious. Was this figure, emitting such powerful magical waves, trying to lure him out? He paused, landing a short distance from the figure, curiously examining the person.

The figure, sensing Mò Hán's arrival, spoke plainly, "You have come."

Mò Hán's heart sank upon hearing the voice. He quickly blurted out, "Uh, I had an urgent need to relieve myself in the middle of the night. Didn't see anything. Gotta go, bye now, please don't take offense!"

The white figure couldn't help but chuckle at Mò Hán's nonsensical excuse and said, "Talking nonsense. How could the esteemed Bishop Mò Hán have moments where he tries to flee? Do you truly not recognize me?" Mò Hán knew he couldn't bluff his way out; he inwardly resigned himself, thinking, Well, what's done is done. It’s something I have to face sooner or later.

He quickly switched gears, "Ah, it's the Saintess! Long time no see. You appearing so suddenly like this would frighten anyone. Since we last parted, I have missed your captivating demeanor terribly