Li briefly sensed the magical fluctuations around him and became even more certain of his judgment. This guy was an important figure!
However, the other side's warrior leader clearly had no intention of giving this man any face. He roared, "Who the hell do you think you are? Stay out of my business!" The white-robed mage seemed stunned for a moment. Li, however, knew why he was taken aback.
This white-robed mage was a well-known figure throughout the mercenary world.
The A-rank mercenary, White Turtledove.
Legend said that his sword could ignore defensive magic and strike directly, making him the bane of countless mages. Yet he himself was gentle and had never deliberately picked fights. He also took great care of new mercenaries, earning him an excellent reputation throughout the profession.
In the past, whenever he spoke, who would have dared not take him seriously? Yet this time, he had been ignored outright. That annoyed him somewhat, but it was not convenient for him to say anything further.
The warrior leader obviously had no idea whom he had provoked. He suddenly swung his long-handled battle axe, and in an instant, it seemed as though a gust of wind had swept through the entire hall.
Invel frowned. "This guy looks like he cultivates both magic and martial arts."
Li merely smiled faintly. Looking at the warrior leader, he slowly brushed the ring on his hand, and then a longsword half his height appeared in his grasp. Most of those present were shocked. It was undoubtedly a spatial artifact, yet they had not expected a mere mercenary to possess such a thing.
Li had his own plans. When these people had seen him and Invel drinking earlier, they had been unable to tell whether the two of them were pretending to be