Faced with Kashu's provocation, Sal the Great Mage's white eyebrows twitched involuntarily.
His aura rapidly surged, sweeping through the entire castle basement as if it were tangible.
For a moment, the atmosphere became oppressively tense, as if a great battle was imminent.
"What now? You still want to fight? Yang Yan, step aside, if I don't beat the crap out of this old man today, he'll never understand why the flowers are so red."
At this moment, Kashu's aura also began to rise sharply, as he rolled up his sleeves and coldly spoke to Yang Yan, who was blocking his path.
"Alright, both of you calm down! We're here to discuss how to better facilitate the merging of the Hidden World with the present world, not to watch you two argue."
Beside them, an elderly man in a white clerical robe spoke in a deep voice.
Yang Yan turned his face and saw the elderly man, revealing a look of disdain.
"What is it, Moonlight, what does that expression mean?"
