Half a day later, Wenren Sheng was escorted out of the City Lord's Mansion and settled in a luxurious seven-story hotel nearby.
After he left, the beautiful and noble Female City Lord sat in a daze for a while, then extended her slender fingers and traced them through the air.
Each swipe left behind a trail of fireworks.
The fireworks eventually outlined a complex blazing pattern, which ignited with a bang.
Before long, the blurry projections of six people appeared before her.
She immediately began discussing matters related to Wenren Sheng with them.
"A time traveler? That shouldn't be possible. Long ago, the Mages Association sealed off the world passages. Only the Flame God can enter and leave our world," a Red-Haired Old Man said doubtfully.
"He must have been brought here by the Flame God. I used the Black Breath Net to observe the surroundings and discovered that more than thirty of his kind had arrived in our world. Though he is more powerful than all of us, he likely has not fully mastered spatial abilities. He may be able to come here himself, but he could not possibly bring so many Ordinary People with him..." the Female City Lord said with certainty.
"What does the Flame God want? Our seven cities regularly worship It. Every time, we jointly offer ten thousand lives as tribute. Is It still dissatisfied with us?" another young man said resentfully.
"Perhaps some other mages offended It?" the Female City Lord guessed.
"No. It probably just finds things boring and wants some amusement. It has done this sort of thing plenty of times, but this time it went a little too far. It actually brought people from another world into ours. It wants to turn our world into a playground," the Red-Haired Old Man