When Sarah arrived with the others, Xiao Ran had not merely learned of their approach from the sound of footsteps. To a Pure Innovator, far more trustworthy than footsteps were the mental fluctuations constantly emitted by living beings, the unconscious emotions they gave off, and the Brainwaves that everyone possessed, differing only in strength.
Xiao Ran had clearly sensed four people appear just now, yet only three had entered. From that moment on, he knew someone had been hiding nearby, though he did not know what method they had used to keep Sarah and the others completely unaware.
Xiao Ran turned around and glanced in the direction Sarah, Ange, and the others had left, then said, "Since our guest has arrived, why hide instead of showing yourself? Must I personally invite you out?"
Clap... clap... clap. Slow, measured applause rose alongside the sound of footsteps. A figure appeared before Xiao Ran: long golden hair, with two tufts of hair standing up in front of his forehead, dressed in a green formal suit. Combined with the faint smile on his face, he truly looked like some nobleman who had emerged from nowhere.
The instant Xiao Ran saw the man, a cold glint flashed through his eyes, though he soon returned to calm. With a slight smile, he sat cross-legged before the tea table and raised a hand lightly. "Enemy or friend, anyone who comes is a guest. Naturally, I cannot refuse a guest a cup of tea. Please."
The moment this figure appeared, Xiao Ran recognized him. He was AmbriO, the one known as a god in the Western Calendar World. AmbriO's appearance here deeply surprised Xiao Ran, and more than surprise, it stirred within him the urge to seize the man and kill him on the spot.
But Xiao Ran