When Ai Yu slowly sat on the ancient throne, time seemed to stop at that moment.

Suddenly, countless images flooded her mind, overwhelming her like a tide. She had traveled through the vast starry sky, embarking on long and lonely journeys alone; she had also experienced the vicissitudes of life, witnessing the endless cycle of life and death, the rise and fall of all things in the world... All these dreamlike images played in her mind on a loop like a movie.

Finally, when she regained consciousness, she realized she was back in the real world.

At this moment, tears welled up and rolled down from the corners of my eyes uncontrollably.

The clear tears fell to the ground, making a crisp and moving sound.

With each teardrop falling, the entire hall gradually became brighter.

The originally dim light was completely dispelled, replaced by a bright and dazzling light.

Under the illumination of this light, Ai Yu was like a goddess high above, emitting an indescribable majesty and mystery.

Everything seems to be integrated with Ai Yu, forming a unique charm that is breathtaking.

At this moment, Lan Ling walked slowly into the hall. He was dressed in a suit and tie, showing a familiar smile. He just put in the perfect moment, "Ai Yu, long time no see."

Ai Yu looked up in shock, her eyes gleaming with disbelief. She recognized Lan Ling, a familiar face that seemed like a bright spot amidst the pale shadows.

She knew that the man in the suit must be an extraordinary person, but she didn't expect it to be Lan Ling.

Or perhaps she just refused to believe it.

Lan Ling put his hands behind his back and approached the throne step by step. His leather shoes made a clattering sound on the ground. He jokingly said, "How does it feel to sit on the throne?"

As Lan Ling asked questions, the atmosphere at the scene became subtle.

Ai Yu still found it a little hard to believe. She wondered if she was dreaming, but humans no longer dream.

The entire hall fell silent for a moment.

Lanling walked up to Ai Yu with a smile and wiped the dust off the throne with his hands.

"The throne is yours now, don't you like it?" Lan Ling's voice was light and gentle.

Ai Yu raised her head, her eyes calm, but a subtle hint of vigilance was hidden on her face. Finally, she spoke calmly, "Lanling, you should know why I'm looking for you."

Lan Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of playful laughter flickering in his deep eyes. He replied gently, "We've already understood each other, because we know each other thoroughly."

The oppressive atmosphere lingered between the two again. Lan Ling stood in front of the throne, his body straight, like the supreme being who dominated fate, while Ai Yu remained on guard, ready to face any possible changes at any time.

Lan Ling looked at Ai Yu with a smile, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "Ai Yu, hand over my commander, and I promise to withdraw my troops immediately."

Ai Yu's voice sounded coldly, "If verbal promises are useful, why do we need a contract? Of course, I understand that signing a contract now is meaningless. You should take a step back and retreat first. After I confirm, I will return it to your leader."

Lan Ling laughed briskly, but there was a hint of coldness in his smile that made people feel cold. He looked down at the girl in front of him, his hands behind his back.

"Your growth truly astonishes me. In just one year, you've become a completely new person. But, Ai Yu, you can't pose a threat to me with just a few captains. I can completely eliminate you first, and then your Sariel will be useless."

"Of course I'm not here to threaten you. I'm here to discuss cooperation with you, Brother Lanling." Ai Yu put on a smile, although it looked fake at first glance. "Don't you want to get rid of the Law Beast?"

Seeing this, Lan Ling just raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't say much, as if to signal Ai Yu to continue.

"I know where the Law Beast is. You, the complete star beasts, cannot sense the existence of the Law Beast, right?" Ai Yu spread out one hand and raised his eyebrows at Lan Ling.

Lan Ling clenched his hands behind his back, but said indifferently, "Okay, I'll withdraw."

Ai Yu heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay."

Suddenly, Lanling leaned down and gently placed his palms on the armrests of the throne. His handsome face was only a few inches away from Ai Yu. Their brows met, and the atmosphere was extremely tense and subtle.

Lan Ling asked softly, "Ai Yu, what do you think of my appearance? Am I beautiful?"

Faced with this sudden question, Ai Yu couldn't help feeling confused and surprised.

She couldn't understand why Lan Ling suddenly asked such a strange question, as if he had been kicked in the head by a donkey. Despite this, she reluctantly replied, "Look...good."

Lanling slightly curved his eyes, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but there seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in it.

Then he said slowly: "Beautiful people are often good at telling lies, so I regret it."

However, before he finished speaking, Lanling quickly followed up with another sentence, not giving Ai Yu any chance to refute.

"First, please release the commander of the 28th Regiment. The Sariel he possesses is the power of judgment, symbolizing absolute justice and impartiality.

Let him place us both on the scales, and make a pact: and if either fails to act in accordance with the pact, he shall be judged.

You may rest assured that once placed on his scales, not even I can escape the judgment."

"What if you're lying?" Ai Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at the person in front of him with a half-smile, but his body involuntarily leaned back, putting some distance between them. Without waiting for Lan Ling's response, he said directly, "Then I'll commit suicide."

Lan Ling's eyes widened upon hearing this. After coming to his senses, he stood up again and laughed heartily, "Ai Yu, Ai Yu, I have to say you are very clever. You actually thought of using your own life as a bet to test whether I am honest and trustworthy.

Congratulations, you won the bet." As he spoke, he did not forget to raise one hand to his waist, and then casually spread out the other hand, indicating that he was willing to accept the loss.

Immediately afterwards, Ai Yu slowly stood up from the throne and stretched out her right hand, and the Tai Chi diagram appeared in her palm again.

A faint speck of light flew out from the Tai Chi diagram and landed quietly on the ground. In the blink of an eye, this speck of light transformed into a judge holding a sword and a scale.

He looked up and saw the two people on the platform. He immediately knelt on both knees, with an extremely humble attitude. He bowed his head and quietly pleaded, "Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

"Forget it," Lan Ling said, waving his hands and soothingly, "If you can really defeat her, wouldn't that prove that I have a terrible eye for people?"

After saying this, Lan Ling briefly explained the specific contents of the contract to the judge. He then turned to Ai Yu with a questioning look in his eyes: "Do you have anything else to add about this contract?"

Ai Yu frowned slightly, quickly went over the entire contract terms in his mind, and after making sure there were no omissions, he shook his head slightly.

Lan Ling immediately ordered the judge below: "Twenty-eight, engrave the contract."

"Yes, sir."