Li Si floated in midair, clearly sensing someone watching him from the shadows.
Frowning, Li Si noticed an elderly man with graying hair slowly appearing before him. He wore a simple gray robe and gazed at Li Si with a calm expression.
The man was Wendell Valentine, commander of the Bertich Royal Mage Corps and a Gold Mage.
Wendell was somewhat surprised as well. He had only vaguely sensed Li Si's aura and quietly come over to see what was happening.
Yet the moment he approached to observe, the young man before him had discovered him.
Although Li Si's black robe concealed both his body and face completely, Wendell somehow felt that this mysterious figure was young.
A remarkably young youth!
Perhaps it was because of the vibrant, youthful aura emanating from him!
He was clearly younger than Wendell's youngest disciple, yet he was already a Gold-level mage!
At that thought, Wendell smiled faintly.
Though the magic power within him had grown ever more refined with the passing years and his strength had not declined, his body had aged. He no longer had any hope of advancing further.
As for this young Gold-level mage before him, Wendell could even sense an intense feeling of danger from him. It was rather unbelievable.
Who was he?
As the commander of the Bertich Royal Mage Corps, Wendell could even be called the strongest Gold Mage in the kingdom.
In the absence of any Legendary powerhouses, many considered him the strongest professional.
Li Si's appearance made him quite curious, but he harbored no hostility.
For someone whose resolve had long been set, there was nothing left that could make him feel fear or worry.
Li Si looked at the suddenly appearing Wendell, his muscles tensing as he cautiously watched the old man.
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