Lin Yuan should have come earlier.
As the two of them nibbled on melon seeds and snacked on a plate of spirit fruits, they casually chatted about some basic attempts.
Mainly, it was Lin Yuan asking, and Lin Xuanya answering.
Compared to Ming Liya's half-baked knowledge, Lin Xuanya wasn't much older than Ming Liya, but she was like an encyclopedia, seemingly knowing almost everything.
Especially about the Sheng Dynasty's situation, as well as the balance between the Chosen Ones and ordinary people, etc...
She could speak with such authority.
It was captivating enough to keep Lin Yuan engrossed.
Not until Zhu Yue brought up the third plate of fruit.
At this time, others started to take their seats gradually, but there were still few who came in as openly and directly as Lin Yuan and Lin Xuanya.
Most were wearing masks and draped in extremely large robes, and aside from a few with very distinctive body shapes, it was almost impossible to discern anything about the others.