When Fang Ran saw the Magician, he was slightly surprised, but on second thought, it was only natural. That fleeting burst of aura just now could not have gone unnoticed.
The temporary stay of an outsider at the A-rank Upper Tier was an extremely sensitive matter. Naturally, someone had to come confirm the situation immediately.
With Ye Sheng absent, the Magician was the best choice.
Ling showed no surprise at the Magician's appearance, as though she had expected or sensed it long ago. As she observed him, her indifferent gaze swept outside.
She sensed the facilities in the nearby buildings being urgently mobilized because of the earlier anomaly.
The tall figure with pale golden hair spoke calmly, her attitude unreadable.
"Looks like I caused you some trouble."
"No, you are too courteous. For the Night Bureau, this is merely part of our duties."
Hearing Ling's words, he merely smiled faintly. His voice was gentle and polite, neither servile nor arrogant. Even when facing someone at the A-rank Upper Tier, he maintained the bearing of a mature gentleman.
The Magician still wore his usual flawless smile as he said,
"Besides, since Wandering Night is standing here safe and sound, this can hardly be called trouble."
Ling gave his words and attitude another glance. Her exquisite features remained cool and placid, and her calm voice still carried no trace of emotion.
"It was merely a minor accident after completing my hibernation. You need not worry."
The Magician understood that an explanation like this from someone at the A-rank Upper Tier already represented goodwill. After their brief interaction, he also seemed to have vaguely noticed something.
Holding his cane, he lowered the brim of his hat slightly and laughed softly.
"Then it seems I should congratulate you, Wandering Night."
Standing nearby, Fang Ran