Impact (2)

The Mage Association mage bowed deeply to Ang, a look of relief appearing on his face.

He could clearly feel that ever since Ang had dispelled the dark power within him, his body seemed to have become several pounds lighter. Even the coldness and oppression that had long been hidden deep in his bones had vanished.

Upon hearing the Mage Association mage's confirmation, the lingering doubts the onlookers had held toward Ang instantly disappeared. Several nobles discussed it in low voices:

"I never expected... Peterson William to be a fake."

"Exactly. The ridiculous part is that I actually bowed to that guy just now."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. His accomplices might be listening in the shadows and retaliate against us later."

As soon as those words were spoken, the previously heated discussion abruptly fell silent.

The crowd grew quiet, their faces carrying a hint of wariness as they secretly glanced around.

Under the guards' persuasion, the nobles finally began leaving one after another.

Maya's parents stepped forward after the crowd had dispersed.

Maya's father gave Ang a complicated look, his tone carrying a trace of emotion. "In the end, strength is what matters most."

The words sounded casual, yet their meaning ran deep.

Others might not have understood, but Ang knew exactly what he meant.

He gave a slight bow in response.

Maya's father nodded and said no more. He merely pulled his wife aside to give Maya a few instructions before leaving with his people.

Immediately afterward, Margherita's mother approached at an unhurried pace. A dignified smile rested on her face, though her tone carried a touch of teasing. "Being young is wonderful."

"You flatter me, madam." Ang bowed politely.

"Please take good care of Margherita." With that, she took Ward, Margherita's younger brother, by the hand, smiled