The Creator God's Tea Party

Blurb Ji Yuan accidentally stumbled into a mysterious space. It was silent and vast, like a magnificent, endless universe. He floated there, with a dazzling galaxy beneath his feet. Suddenly, a tiny star streaked past his ear. He followed it through a gate like a black hole. A thunderclap seemed to explode, and the sound of voices suddenly filled his ears. He stared blankly upward. A girl in traditional Han clothing stood before him, her delicate features framed by a gentle smile. Her eyes were an astonishing, crystal-clear silver, reflecting his figure and the galaxy behind him. She lowered her eyes and leaned toward him, a tender smile on her lips, but the words she spoke were in a language he had never heard before. The language sounded stately and dignified, with an unusual cadence. He had never heard it, yet somehow understood every word she said. It was like a god whispering. And, in fact, that was exactly what it was. Ji Yuan took a step back, staring at the girl without answering. She seemed completely unaware. Still bent forward with her eyes lowered, she wore a gentle smile, the dazzling galaxy reflected in her silver eyes. She repeated what she had just said. "Welcome to the Creator God's tea party," she said.