"Oh my, is this what's happening? It's Solomon's body... Even I am shocked."
Merlin chuckled lightly, breaking the deathly silence.
As he spoke, he raised his fist and tapped his forehead, acting as if he had suddenly realized something, yet he clearly lacked a sense of tension and responsibility, which made people irritated. In times of crisis, those who remained carefree truly drew hatred.
"Stop pretending, Flower Magician. I don't believe you didn't notice anything, with your status as a Crowned Mage, possessing the highest Thousand-Mile Eye..."
Gu Mo leisurely filled his teacup with tea and refilled Hiri's cup, speaking in a slightly indifferent tone: "Among countless myths and legends, you stand at the pinnacle among mages, no one understands each other better than you do, right?"
