The spaceship rode into the port of a certain secret base of the Holy Accord organization. The hatch slid open. Han Xiao walked out and saw Oathkeeper waiting on the dock right away.
"Yo, it's been some time. You're still wearing this? Don't you need to wash your clothes?" Han Xiao laughed and joked.
"… No." Oathkeeper's lips twitched. "I've been waiting for you. Let's talk inside."
Oathkeeper led the way ahead. Han Xiao followed him along the corridor of the base.
The two spoke while walking.
Han Xiao scratched his chin and said curiously, "It's only been a few decades, and you've collected all The Third Sanctum's keys again. Aren't you too efficient?"