Charles glanced at the gifts Scorchflame had prepared and nodded slightly.
These gifts were fairly appropriate, but they were not substantial enough.
After thinking it over, Charles selected a portion of the demon resources he had brought back this time and added them to the pile.
Scorchflame asked from the side, "Master, do we need to prepare such abundant and weighty gifts?"
"They're worth two or three million Magic Stones altogether."
"Of course we do," Charles said. "Although Anderson is our teacher, he has now become a fourth-ring Wizard Sage."
"That means his status and standing are completely different now."
"We can no longer view him as we did before. We need to look at this teacher with new eyes."
"Besides, as Teacher Anderson's student, if I were stingy and only gave a low-value gift when he advanced to Wizard Sage, what would everyone else think?"
Charles sighed. "If we give many gifts, the Sage may not care."
"But if we give too few, the Sage might take it to heart."
Scorchflame nodded, seeming to understand.
Once Charles had finished preparing, he immediately set off for Anderson's tower.
When he arrived, he found that quite a number of people had already gathered outside the tower.
At least several hundred second-ring wizards were waiting outside the entrance.
Even third-ring wizards were unable to enter the tower.
When Charles's carriage arrived outside the tower and he saw the bustling crowd, he could not help but remark, "Before Teacher became a Sage, there had never been this many people here."
"Become a Sage in a single day, and instantly so many people flock to you."
The carriage could go no farther ahead.
The crowd was packed shoulder to shoulder, making Charles shake his head.
With so many people, surely he, a third-ring Grand