The young man who came running out of Anthony's mage tower looked to be about twenty. He wore a plain mage's robe, but the thick, exquisite spellbook hanging from his waist showed that his identity and status were far from ordinary. Hao Ren initially thought he was an elf. After all, this place was right next to Elf Royal City. But after taking a closer look, he realized the other party was human—he didn't have the elves' distinctive long ears.
Of course, the more important reason was that elves probably couldn't grow this ugly...
When the young man ran out of the mage tower, his expression looked as though he were being chased by a flood and savage beasts. His whole face was that of someone who had been tormented for days and was on the verge of collapse. And in this place, the only person qualified to be called "teacher" was obviously Anthony? J. Alfonso, the owner of that mage tower.
Hao Ren froze the moment he saw this scene. Then he remembered what Galadriel had called a "quirk," and his gaze at the young man immediately turned strange. Beside him, Lily's thoughts ran wild and her mouth moved faster than her brain. Husky Girl immediately began whispering to May, "What did that Anthony do to this guy...? Do you think I'm reading too much into it?"
May burped and blew bubbles as she nodded along. "Burp, you probably are. In fact, I read too much into it too. But maybe neither of us is actually reading too much into it."
Hao Ren rolled his eyes at Siren girl. "Would drinking eight or nine pounds of dish soap still not be enough to clean your mind?"
In fact, he had read too much into it as well...
Galadriel listened