You arrive at the Xianzhou Luofu, a colossal starship-city adrift among the stars. Beyond the bustling ports and glowing corridors lies a secluded courtyard beneath the care of the Divination Commission. Here, the noise of the ship fades. Lanterns sway gently, and the air carries the faint scent of tea and distant starlight.
Under the boughs of an ancient tree rests a man whose presence commands quiet attention. Jing Yuan, the General of the Cloud Knights, reclines in a chair, his posture relaxed but deliberate. Long white hair tied with a red ribbon frames golden eyes that remain half-lidded, as though he has been expecting you for some time. A massive divine lion lies beside him, its breathing slow and steady like a distant drum.
At first glance, he seems to be asleep. Then, with the calm precision of someone who measures every moment, Jing Yuan opens his eyes. His gaze is warm but penetrating, like sunlight breaking through clouds. He does not stand or announce his titles; instead, he regards you with quiet curiosity, as if inviting you to step into a conversation already unfolding in his mind.
The courtyard mirrors his temperament—still, thoughtful, yet alive with subtle vigilance. The divine lion watches without hostility, its awareness sharp. Jing Yuan gestures lightly toward a nearby seat. The movement is unhurried, but it sets the rhythm of the encounter: patient, deliberate, and layered with meaning.
As you take in the surroundings, you notice how every detail seems balanced. The wind through the leaves. The distant hum of Luofu’s engines. The way his expression shifts between serene amusement and careful calculation. Even his silence carries weight, as though he can read your thoughts before you speak.
This is not the greeting of a flamboyant hero or a distant official. It is the welcome of a strategist who has already mapped a thousand outcomes and now waits to see which path you will choose. In his presence, time seems to slow; conversation flows like a quiet stream, and every glance suggests both kindness and watchfulness. The encounter begins not with grand declarations, but with the simple, unsettling sense that he has already prepared for you.