"I want to hear about the story of the Emanator of 'Reincarnation Sovereign' first."
Seeing that Welt had no reaction, Yunli—thinking he hadn't heard clearly—tilted her head and repeated her previous words.
"This... Miss Yunli, may I ask a question? Why do you want to learn about Yun Fan?"
Welt asked with a serious expression, his eyes fixed on the girl's somewhat calm face, quietly awaiting her answer.
"Hm... actually, it's nothing much. It's just that the 'Reincarnation Sovereign' is far too mysterious—even now, there's very little information about THEM, so I'm curious about THEIR first Emanator."
Yunli shook her head and answered Welt truthfully.
"I see, that's good then, that's good." Hearing this, Welt finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had just thought Yunli was interested in that boy she had never met. Now hearing that she was interested in the Emanator of Causality, he heavily let out a breath.
"Passenger Yun Fan... he is a, uh, very philanthropic person."
Welt opened his mouth, trying to find a suitable word to concisely describe Yun Fan's personality. But after thinking for a long while, he couldn't find an appropriate one.
After hesitating for a moment, he ultimately used "philanthropic" to summarize Yun Fan's character.
"Philanthropic?" Hearing this descriptor, Yunli slightly furrowed her brows. She didn't quite understand what Welt meant by "philanthropic."
"Mr. Welt, does philanthropic mean that the Emanator has the world in his heart?"
Feeling something seemed off, based on her understanding of the word, Yunli tentatively asked.
"Hm... actually, it means stepping on multiple boats."
Yunli: "..."
While Welt was patiently recounting the Trailblaze stories to Yunli, Huaiyan—the Flaming Heart General, one of the Seven Arbiter-Generals—was currently looking at his completely looted tea table with a face full of black lines.
Whether the teapot, teacups, tea tray, or even his favorite tea leaves—everything had been looted clean. On the red sandalwood-carved tea table, there truly was nothing left.
"Guards, come in!"
The Cloud Knight standing guard at the door, upon hearing his general's order, hurriedly pushed open the door and saluted the gloomy-looking Huaiyan.
"Reporting to General, this subordinate is present."
"Mm." Huaiyan nodded, then pointed at the empty tea table and asked: "Who was just here?"
Though General Huaiyan asked this way, he already had a definite answer in his heart. Who else but his precious granddaughter could openly "steal" into his room like this?
Sure enough, following the direction of the general's finger, the Cloud Knight shivered, then steeled himself and said: "Reporting to General, it was Miss Yunli."
"Hiss—! I understand. You may go." Huaiyan waved his hand at the Cloud Knight guard with a headache, signaling him to leave first.
"Sigh~, my precious tea. What does that girl Yunli want with my tea tray? Sigh..."
— — — —
After leaving Welt's room carrying the tea tray, Yunli felt somewhat dazed.
From Welt's mouth, the girl learned that the Emanator of Causality, Yun Fan, was not only a playboy but also a master of emotional deception—he toyed with girls' feelings and stepped on multiple boats.
And the girls deceived by him weren't just passengers on the Astral Express—even the universe-famous diva, Miss Robin, was among them.
Of course, at first, Yunli still harbored some doubts about the authenticity of what Welt said. But after he showed the group chat history as evidence, the girl had no choice but to believe it.
This really was... this really was... this really made one curious!
Perhaps because her rebellious phase had arrived, after hearing Welt's words, the girl's curiosity toward Yun Fan grew heavier and heavier.
No other reason—because stepping on two boats also required sufficient ability. For him to convince that Miss Robin to accept this, he was definitely no ordinary person!
"The Emanator of Causality, Yun Fan... In a while, the Astral Express should come to the Xianzhou Luofu to pick up Mr. Welt, right? I wonder if I'll get to see your true self then?"
Yunli muttered to herself while lightly placing her hand on her chest, feeling the heart within her chest faintly radiating battle intent and excitement. The corners of the girl's mouth slightly curved up.
"It seems the purpose of this trip to the Xianzhou Luofu has gained one more objective."
...
The next morning...
Knock knock knock...!
"Miss Robin, Lord Sunday wishes to discuss something with you."
A rapid series of knocks startled the sleeping Robin awake from her dreams. Sitting up from the luxurious pink-and-white bed, the girl shook her somewhat dizzy head before loudly responding.
"I understand!"
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Robin glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. The hands pointed forward—it was currently five o'clock in the morning.
"Five o'clock... Why did Brother come so early? Could something have happened? Or perhaps... he discovered something?"
Regarding Sunday's sudden visit, a faint sense of nervousness inexplicably rose in Robin's heart.
Not long ago, Yun Fan had informed her of Sunday's stance, the secrets of the Oak Family, and the discordant notes currently existing in Penacony.
At first, the girl found it hard to accept. But under Yun Fan's guidance, she gradually came to terms with the facts. And now, she had to prepare for the upcoming "grand festivities"—or rather, she had already been preparing long ago.
Throwing off the covers, the girl's youthful and vibrant figure was exposed to the sunlight. She picked up her clothes from beside the bed, quickly dressed, simply combed her hair, and after ensuring her appearance wouldn't lose too many points, Robin headed straight toward the meeting hall in the residence.
"Brother."
As soon as she entered the hall, Robin saw Sunday's slightly haggard back.
At this moment, Sunday stood by the windowsill, head raised, gazing at the distant horizon where the first rays of morning sunlight emerged.
Bathed in sunlight, Sunday's figure appeared so majestic that it even gave one the urge to kneel in worship.
At least, that's how Robin felt.
Hearing his little sister's voice from behind, Sunday's body paused slightly before he turned around with a full smile.
"Robin, you're here."
"Mm, Brother." Robin nodded slightly, then asked with some confusion.
"Brother, coming to see me so early—is something the matter?" Robin asked, though her heart was already faintly pounding.
"Mm, there is indeed something. Sister, how has your throat been recovering lately?"
"My throat?" Robin was slightly stunned, hesitating a bit, but ultimately answered honestly.
"My throat has fully recovered."