The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Thinking about this, Ning Feng had to admit that he was still somewhat expectant and nervous.

Ning Feng raised his thumb and forcefully flicked the two-colored coin upwards.

"Black goes to check the situation, while White continues to wait."

Ding.

……

……

Ding.

A golden light rose into the pristine room, then slowly stopped just before hitting the ceiling, before spinning and falling back down.

Hey.

The falling gold coin was caught by a hand that looked old but was neatly groomed and gently placed on the table.

This is an old man.

His face, with its white goatee, looked old, with only a few faint traces of his youthful handsomeness visible in the angles of his features.

Her once enviable thick blonde hair has now turned pale and is neatly combed back, with a special hair wax made from some kind of animal.

But this old man's eyes were brighter and more spirited than those of many young people, showing no signs of aging whatsoever.

He sat comfortably at his desk, his back straight, without leaning against the backrest.

"master."

A respectful voice sounded from behind, and a middle-aged butler dressed in a black butler's uniform appeared behind the old man, draping a pure black blanket over him.

"As instructed by the doctor, it's time for you to rest."

"……Um."

Without resistance, the old man calmly accepted the butler's advice and put down the quill pen in his right hand.

He picked up the gold coin, closed his eyes, and stroked the engraved half-human figure pattern on it, calmly asking:

"How are the arrangements for sending out those invitation letters going?"

The butler, still bowing, reported to the old man:

"All the invitations have been sent out through various means. In another half day, we should receive a reply from the first legend."

After a pause, the butler added:

"Furthermore, Miss Sophie did not follow your instructions to contact the [Sword Bearer], but instead went to Bincheng to pay her respects to the new legend."

"Bincheng? What about the invitation to the swordsman?"

“Miss Sophie has submitted the document to the court according to procedure, and they have promised to deliver it to the swordsman.”

Keynes' brow twitched, but he didn't open his eyes. After a moment of silence, he said:

Did she give any reason?

The butler's expression remained unchanged, only a slight smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he said:

"As usual, Miss Sophie insisted it was... intuition."

"...Intuition? Oh well, let it be."

Slowly opening his eyes, Keynes's gaze held neither helplessness nor agreement, and he simply said:

"Go out, let me rest by myself for a while."

There was no answer. The butler simply bowed slightly and disappeared silently from the room, just as silently as he had come.

In the quiet room, the old man raised his head and looked quietly at a painting hanging on the wall.

She was a woman wearing a veil, so her face was obscured, and only her eyes were visible.

Keynes stared at the oil painting he had painted himself, sighed, and murmured:

"……grown ups."

……

……

"Thank you for your visit. I will take my leave now."

Sophie bowed respectfully to Shirin, whose expression was serious.

"Ah."

After placing the invitation on the table, Shirin didn't try to persuade Sophie, who was no longer of any interest, and simply nodded.

"I will give this invitation a good consideration."

Relieved, Sophie gracefully turned and walked out.

Walking down the corridor, Sophie felt a pang of regret, somewhat resentful of her earlier lapse in composure.

"Even though I've accomplished all the tasks, I still haven't even managed to get her name..."

It was a truly shameful loss of composure.

"It's too late to go back now, maybe next time."

At the end of the corridor, the door opened automatically before Sophie could raise her hand, and a figure walked in, almost bumping into her.

"Shirin, let me... um?"

---Aside---

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"Ok?"

"Uh."

The two stopped moving forward at the same time. Ning Feng quickly retracted his foot and regained his balance.

There was no such thing as a collision at a corner, falling to the ground, touching breasts, kissing... that kind of unavoidable event that everyone enjoys.

That's a real shame!

Ning Feng and Sophie, who were about to enter the room, looked at each other in bewilderment as they stopped in front of the door.

Ning Fengzhen never expected that Sophie would meet Xilin so soon.

Based on his understanding of Shirley, he thought she would ignore Sophie for a long time, or even not see her at all...

But aren't Xilin and Jiang Wan talking?

Why did it end so quickly?

Could it be that the talks have broken down?

That shouldn't be happening!

Compared to Ning Feng's surprise, Sophie was even more surprised and confused to see Ning Feng at this time.

Why are you here?

This is a room for legends. Why are you qualified to come here?

After only a moment of surprise, Ning Feng regained his composure and smiled, nodding at Sophie.

“It’s so nice to see you again so soon, Ms. Jaslin.”

hum.

The earrings lit up again, and the cool sensation quickly restored Sophie's composure. She smiled elegantly at Ning Feng:

"...Yes, we meet again."

No, this isn't the time to be thinking about other things.

Ning Feng's presence here shouldn't be a matter for consideration right now; he's still in the realm of legends and can't afford to lose his composure.

A proud smile played on Sophie's lips as she chuckled at Ning Feng.

Unfortunately, my schedule has changed, and I won't be able to wait for your reply here.

"However, my number remains the same as before. Remember to call me when you've made up your mind."

Knowing she was under the legendary gaze, Sophie said nothing more, only giving Ning Feng a knowing look.

She blinked, her lips moved but no sound came out; she mouthed:

I look forward to your reply.

Sophie laughed at Ning Feng's surprised expression, regaining her usual confidence.

Yes, that's exactly it.

"Looking forward to meeting you again."

Sophie turned around, clutching her chest, and bowed slightly in the direction of Shirin before striding past Ning Feng.

Wow.

The scene before her eyes changed instantly, and Sophie was back in her room.

"call……"

After entering the room and looking around, Sophie poured herself a glass of red wine and drank it all in one gulp, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"This is really exhausting."

I've only been in Bincheng for one morning, and everything is already done.