This was the first time Huanhuan had seen He Zong since the end of the ceremony.
Even though he was the king of all beasts, his status should be equivalent to Huanhuan's.
However, over the years, theocracy had always shown signs of overriding the royal authority, so even after seeing Huanhuan, He Zong still habitually bowed.
He pressed a fist to his chest and bowed slightly. "Lady Prophet."
Huanhuan waved her hand. "Just call me Huanhuan."
When they were seated, Bai Di brought over two bowls of flower tea and gently placed them in front of them.
He Zong took a sip of tea and smiled. "I've long heard that your flower tea is very unique. After getting to drink it today, it's indeed unique."
"If you like it, I'll get someone to pack a bag of dried flowers for you to drink later."
"Thank you for your kindness."
Huanhuan asked him why he was here today.