Super God: My sister-in-law discovered me secretly drawing Kaisa's feet.

The father and his two daughters entered the mansion.

The guards on both sides of the road bowed and stepped back, and thick carpets had already been laid out in the corridor. The pillars were towering, and the stone walls were covered with a series of reliefs, depicting the battles of past lords as well as the early city-state scenes of Mero Star.

Although Liang Bing walks around here every day, she noticeably restrains herself because her father is present. She no longer interrupts as she usually does, but quietly stays by her father and sister's side.

The father and his two daughters walked into the office.

When the door is closed, all sounds from outside are shut out.

The room was large, with a long table in the center. Behind the table hung a map of the stars and a lord's banner. On the shelves on both sides were scrolls, military tallies, and fleet models. In the corner, there was an unfolded war sand table.

Vislan raised his hand to remove his outer battle robe, casually draped it over the side of the chair, and then sat down in the main seat.

Keisha stepped forward and stood in front of the long table.

When you open your mouth, it's about business.

She explained clearly, one by one, how the security in the main city had been in recent months, how the personnel within the mansion had been rotated, how the military equipment in the outer perimeter had been deployed, which nobles had sent letters, which needed to be replied to, and which did not need to be addressed, how far along the preparations for the birthday banquet a month from now had been made, which supplies were already prepared, and which locations still needed to be finalized.

Vislan looked up at his eldest daughter.

"Well done."

Just four words.

not heavy.

This caused those standing nearby to lower their heads even further.

Keisha's expression remained unchanged; she simply bowed her head and replied, "It is my duty as a daughter."

Liang Bing stood to the side, remaining quiet from beginning to end, until those words were spoken, at which point her eyelashes fluttered slightly.

She knew, of course, that this was not an ordinary compliment; it was her father's formal recognition of Keisha's decades of managing the planet Melos.

Keisha did not stop.

She then took a half-step further in the conversation before mentioning Su Mobai.

"A painter named Su Mobai has recently been staying in the manor." Her tone remained calm. "This person claims to come from beyond the stars, with a special background, and is suspected of possessing technology from an unknown civilization. In addition to his painting skills far surpassing those of ordinary people, he can also make the paintings appear to have an effect similar to the flow of energy."

Vislan remained silent.

Keisha continued, "I've decided that he will paint a picture of my father in public at his birthday banquet a month from now. That will be our birthday gift to him."

The atmosphere in the room changed immediately after those words were spoken.

Vislan tapped his finger lightly on the armrest, not replying immediately.

Liang Bing's fingers, hidden in her sleeve, curled slightly.

He didn't look at Keisha, nor at Liang Bing; his gaze was fixed on the void, as if he were thinking about something.

An artist from beyond the stars.

An artist who could get Keisha to bring up to him and who was even prepared to be pushed into the sight of high-ranking angels and nobles at his birthday banquet.

This is no longer as simple as "being able to draw".

The room was quiet for a moment.

Vislan finally spoke: "Let him come."

Keisha lowered her head: "Yes."

Vislan added, "I'll see you alone."

Liang Bing's eye twitched almost imperceptibly, but she didn't utter a sound.

Keisha did not object, only saying, "Yes, I will have someone bring him over right away."

......

In a side room not far from the office, Su Mobai had been waiting for a while.

The window was half open.

He sat by the window and could see several large airships still hovering high in the distance, not yet fully landed. The energy patterns on the sides of the ships flickered, like several giant beasts lying in the sky.

Su Mobai glanced at it twice and then looked away.

After thinking about it all night, he realized that this opportunity might not come again.

If we meet, we will.

Just say it.

Let's see what kind of person Liang Bing's father is.

What's done is done, let whoever wants it, it's up to them.

As he was thinking, there were two light knocks on the door.

Su Mobai looked up: "Come in."

The servant pushed open the door and entered, bowing his head as he said, "Mr. Su, the lord wishes to see you."

Su Mobai stood up, straightened his clothes, patted his cuffs, and nodded, "Lead the way."

Stepping out of the side room, the atmosphere in the long corridor outside was even more oppressive than when I went to Keisha's training ground or Liang Bing's boudoir.

The pillars were tall, the walls were straight, and the ground was paved with large, dark stone slabs. At the far end stood two fully armored angels, their silver-white armor plates fastened tightly in layers, making them look like two statues cast there when they stood still.

The whole road was very quiet.

Nobody paid him any attention, and nobody asked him a question.

The atmosphere was very serious.

The more this is the case, the more gloomy one's heart becomes.

Su Mobai followed the attendant all the way to the office door, where he paused slightly.

It was very quiet inside.

It was so quiet you couldn't hear anything.

The servant stepped forward and slowly pushed open the heavy door.

The crack in the door widened, allowing light to stream in. Behind the long table, Vislan was already seated, tall and imposing, his gaze steady as he looked at him.

Neither Keisha nor Liang Bing were among them.

Su Mobai understood at a glance.

This is a separate meeting.

Step inside.

The door closed behind him again.

Only he and the Lord of Melos, who was behind the long table, remained in the room, their eyes meeting.

Vislan looked at him. "You're Su Mobai?"

Su Mobai answered decisively: "Yes."

Vislan did not respond immediately.

He just sat there watching Su Mobai.

Su Mobai was also looking at him.

One is Lord Merlo, who has lived for nearly ten thousand years, and the other is an unlucky painter who was forced by the system to the point of wanting to destroy the world last night.

Su Mobai remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was already cursing the system: You'd better not pop up a window at this time.

After observing for a while, Vislan suddenly spoke up: "It's safe here. No one but the two of us can hear our conversation."

"Speak, who are you? What do you want to do by coming to Melo Star at this crucial juncture?"

Upon hearing the words "critical juncture," Su Mobai's heart skipped a beat.

His first thought wasn't a birthday banquet.

A cunning old fox like Vislan wouldn't make a birthday a pivotal moment.

Su Mobai quickly went through the clues from the Heavenly Palace era in his mind, and suddenly grasped the key point: King Hua Que.

Since we're going to do something unconventional later, let's just speak our minds freely.

"Is King Hua Que about to die?"

The air behind the long desk grew heavy.

Vislan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his voice turned cold: "How dare you!!!"

The moment those two words were uttered, an oppressive aura seemed to emanate from behind the long desk in the office. Su Mobai's spine tensed, and he almost instinctively stepped back, but he held on.

If you chicken out at the first hurdle, there's no point in playing the rest.

Su Mobai continued, "His genes are nearing their limit. Without new technological upgrades, he won't last much longer. A few years at the fastest, a decade or more at the slowest."

Vislan stared at him.

"You're asking about the key point; this is the only one I can think of."

The room remained quiet for a long time.

Vislan suddenly chuckled, a soft laugh that betrayed no emotion.

The oppressive aura emanating from him lessened somewhat; his earlier use of the word "bold" was merely a casual test.

"Melo Vislan," he finally spoke formally, "Lord of Melo Star."

"He is also the father of Keisha and Liang Bing."