"I am acquainted with the 'Lunar Fire' Mond, so I can only ask it to mediate, hoping to quell the disaster and avoid unnecessary conflicts. Princess Yao Tang, would you be willing to talk?" Xu Yang said.
"My elder brother Pan Yuan deeply detests Mond and has forbidden me from associating with it. But given the urgency of the current situation, I shall break those rigid rules for once." Princess Yao Tang replied.
"Your brother was right. Today is an exception, but from now on, you must keep far from Old Mond." Xu Yang said.
Xu Yang drew a moon-white communication magic formula in midair.
Moon-white runes ignited in the air. Princess Yao Tang recognized them as techniques of the Moon Dragon Race and softly called out, "Old Mond? Do you remember Yao Tang?"
Mond's voice sounded surprised.
"Yao Tang, my dear... Word has it you were gravely injured back then, and we thought you were long..."
