"I never expected this little one to have such a side. How very rare!"
Guy spoke as if in wonder, his voice filled with surprise.
After all, Silvia was the Divine Ancestor's prized disciple. In all his long life, this was the first time Guy had seen Silvia like this.
How could it not be strange?!
Quite a few people acted cautious and meek around Guy, but that was because they feared his strength.
But someone like Silvia would never be like that!
There was only one way to make someone like her submit: she had to be willing. There was no other way!
And an existence like Silvia was destined to have very few weaknesses.
The Magic Dynasty was one. Her daughter Emesia was another. Her disciple Leon counted as half of one, and then there was her husband Sallion, who had been missing for thousands of years.
Mo Li and Ruotuo had Laplace—Sallion—in their grasp. That was why Silvia's attitude was so humble.
Well, Ruotuo and Mo Li's own strength also had something to do with it.
After all, neither "the continent's strongest combat power" nor "power surpassing a True Dragon" was something she could handle.
"Lord Guy."
Seeing Guy standing beside Mo Li, Silvia greeted him respectfully, though not without reverence.
As the Divine Ancestor's prized disciple, Silvia knew of Guy's identity as a Mediator.
Thus, while she deeply feared Guy's strength, she also held immense respect for him.
For no other reason than that he had maintained the world's order and peace for ten thousand years!
"Silvia, was it? The two of us probably haven't met many times. Compared to you, I'm more familiar with your teacher."
Looking at Silvia as she greeted him, Guy nodded. Then he looked her over from head to toe, as