Gazing at the dimming horizon, the bustling business of Maraca Free Trade Center is no more, Kexiao hesitates for a moment—in a world engulfed by a viral storm, consecutive events subtly ignite a sense of crisis in his subconscious.

"Alright, I'll go with you."

"That's more like it, come with me."

The mechanical maid flashes a charming smile and with a stylish snap of her fingers strides towards the distant shuttle.

Pupil recognition confirmed, the electronic doors of the shuttle silently part and it slowly ascends, soon disappearing into the horizon...

The acceleration of the shuttle is not prolonged; within minutes, it breaks through the clouds and out of the atmosphere into outer space, where the towering Sky City visibly expands in Kexiao's pupils…

Despite anticipating that the Blade Warrior's grand project was no simple task, being there truly immerses him, his gaze captured entirely by the majestic and divine city.

"This is…"

"As you see, this place is Mr. Blade's Sky Garden—ahem, that was the old name, now renamed Sky City."

"Fantastical, sacred, magnificent, and beautiful; the name Sky City is indeed apt."

"Look, look, right? Even someone of your stature thinks it's great, right?"

The maiden is lively and playful, causing Kexiao to smile wryly.

"Please disembark, Mr. Blade has been waiting for you for quite some time," the maid gestures invitingly as the shuttle lands.

Stepping off the shuttle, Kexiao's first attention is not to the welcoming committee but, driven by ingrained vigilance, to observe his surroundings...

A flock of doves soaring in the sky first catches his eye, swiftly replaced by majestic buildings, verdant lawns, and the stunning fluorescent forest. In the distance, an endless paradise seems to have no end—with the refreshing fragrance of flowers and the surrounding fresh aroma of green tea, it truly feels like being in a dream garden.

"Welcome, General, ehehehe..."

The Blade Warrior gently strokes her silky hair, her gaze tender, fixing the newcomer with a healing maternal look. Aside from Feng Yi and the indifferent Sky Shadow, no one could escape her charming aura, though it seems to have little effect on Kexiao.

Kexiao's gaze is deep yet unhindered, his brief focus and warm fleeting smile soon makes the Blade Warrior look away…

It's no wonder she feels challenged by Feng Yi; the Blade Warrior feels seen through by him, she smiles calmly, gracefully withdrawing her gaze… In the past, it was always Feng Yi who indulged her, she could tease without angering him, sometimes even frustrating her endlessly.

But Kexiao is different; this person is formidable, even Roland acknowledges his unpredictability, not falling short of Feng Yi's insights.

"Long have I heard of Miss Blade's reputation, I am honored by your invitation, though your approach was rather unique, I believe it won't hinder us from continuing with formal topics," Kexiao says, his smile unfaltering, directly addressing the matter at hand—under the guise of discussing the subject, he personally has no interest in other matters.

The Blade Warrior gradually withdraws her smile, the half of her face covered by hair showing a hint of seriousness, her piercing gaze never overshadowing her soft voice, "I invited you here out of necessity."

"Necessity, how should I understand that?"

"Upon hearing the next topic, General, you might think it's utterly fantastical, um, humanity is currently in great danger."

"Danger, you're not referring to the viral epidemic, are you?"

Unexpectedly, the Blade Warrior slightly closes her eyes and shakes her head, "No."

Kexiao, taken aback, quickly inquires, "Before that, I have a question."

"Please."

"Miss Blade, do you know of someone named Allen or Mo Ying?" Kexiao then briefly describes the person, mainly like a beggar in appearance.

The Blade Warrior looks surprised, recalls she indeed knew someone named Allen a long time ago, but does not mention the time lapse—as a woman who cares about age, even she is no exception, so she simply describes him as an old friend, an age impossible to be linked to a beggar.

Kexiao ponders for a moment, decides not to dwell further, signaling the Blade Warrior to continue.

Suddenly, before the Blade Warrior could speak, he sharpens his gaze as Kexiao spots an unexpected presence in Sky City—the Jade Clear Sect, he briefly glances towards its location, his voice growing colder: "What are those people doing here?"

Kexiao immediately considers the possibility of ambush and assassination, if adding Mo Ying's earlier indirect hints and luring him to Freedom Port Maraca, it seems explainable—yet, such a notion is wildly fanciful, for he, Kexiao, has never regarded these insects highly.

"As you see, this is the real intent behind inviting you here, I suppose you've heard some rumors about the Bizarre."

"Indeed I have," Kexiao responds briefly and decisively.

"Then may I ask if you have investigated this matter deeply?"

"Since a month ago, I have ceased involvement in any political disputes," implying that other than hearing the rumors, he wasn't involved in investigating, let alone understanding the situation.

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