Although he felt somewhat helpless, Angel quickly pulled himself together.
Since he could not change it, he could only accept it. At worst, he could treat the cat calls as a verbal tic... There were plenty of wizards with verbal tics anyway; one more would make no difference.
Besides, expressing himself did not necessarily require speaking. Mind Tether, mental communication, and even written communication could all circumvent the "verbal tic."
Thinking of it that way, Angel felt much more at ease.
Of course, Angel was not truly going to ignore this sudden verbal tic entirely. It was simply not the right time to study it carefully. He could investigate it after leaving the Mirror Realm.
With that thought, Angel turned to Piu and Sage Pika.
They had already recovered from their fright. Though their faces were still somewhat pale, their expressions had at least calmed down.
"I'm sorry, something went wrong on my end. The food I promised will have to wait until later," Angel said apologetically.
Sage Pika hurriedly waved his hand to indicate that it was fine. After being assaulted by that foul stench just now, he had long lost any desire to eat. Even if Angel truly laid out a feast, he would find it hard to swallow.
Piu felt the same as Sage Pika. However, there was a trace of doubt between his brows. After hesitating for a long while, he finally voiced the question in his heart. "Did... did something go wrong with my blessing?"
Angel shook his head. "No, there's nothing wrong with the blessing. The problem is with the Mystic Ritual Box."
Seeing that Piu's brows remained tightly furrowed, Angel added, "This blessing may be useless to me in terms of its effect, but it can give me returns in other ways. For