#TranslationOfRelics snippet immediately preceding the last bit of scene I need to write.

The only way forward now is through Lang Qianqiu. Beside him, Xie Lian is pale but his highness' face is set with determination.

"Well gege, do you think he'll bring backup?"

A genuinely pained look crosses his highness' face. "No. He'll come alone."

They don't wait long. The godling arrives with plenty of warning, thundering footsteps and shouted instructions echoing through the halls.

The door slams open.