Xanthakos looked at James and smiled. “She’s too noisy. We’ve finally met after so long. How can we let a servant ruin the atmosphere, right?”

James stared at him silently.

The next moment, Xanthakos waved his hand, and a glowing table emerged before them. A few black and white lights flashed on the table, revealing dozens of wine jars along with rich, appetizing food.

Xanthakos said with a smile, “You are a Historial being that has dedicated your body to cultivation. However, I know of your