Heavenly Court, inside a palace.
An elderly figure with white hair and beard, possessing divine eyes on his forehead, sat quietly.
Although the palace appeared majestic, the elder had no intention of indulging in luxury. The offerings before him were simple, and there were hardly any Immortal Maidens or Divine Power Warriors serving within the palace, giving it a cold and desolate look.
The elder sat alone at the table, drinking and eating. A pitch-black Qilin lay quietly at his feet, adding to the serene atmosphere.
"Who's there? Since you've come, please reveal yourself!" As he was about to pick up a peanut with his chopsticks to ward off the effects of alcohol, the elder suddenly paused slightly, then spoke with a voice full of vigor.
"Prime Minister Wen, after all these years, you have not lost any of your former charm!" Another elderly figure with white hair and beard emerged from the shadows and spoke.
