Inside Aurelius's Mage Tower, Juan—who, as a mage, was not particularly talented in magic but exceptionally talented in other areas—was icing the tongue that Mage Armor had numbed from binding it too tightly.
With a resentful little look in his eyes, he glared at the "culprit" behind it all, Jia Xiu.
"I can't feel my tongue anymore."
"Uh, how about I heal it for you?"
Jia Xiu said.
He had not used Silence in quite some time and had gotten rusty. The Mage Armor had come on a little too strong.
"Don't, absolutely don't," Juan immediately refused, afraid that if he was one second slower, a healing spell would land on him. "I know what kind of freaky healing spells you use."
"Prejudice. The prerequisite for me using 'freaky healing spells' is that I actually know normal healing spells."
Senior Brother Juan still shook his head vigorously.
"Then keep icing it yourself."
After recovering for quite a while, Juan finally asked again, looking aggrieved and puzzled.
"Why did you silence me?"
Jia Xiu was equally puzzled by the question. Did he really need to ask why?
"You were about to introduce several adult uses for Mage Armor in front of so many reporters! If you had actually introduced them, the two of us would've become famous."
Once Senior Brother Juan calmed down and thought it over, that did seem to be the case.
Giving a public introduction of their Mage Armor "toys" really was rather inappropriate.
It had the same sort of "beauty" as walking down the street with your underwear on the outside.
"I was just too anxious at the time. I had no other choice but to do it. I wanted to build some name recognition and at least sell off the first batch we made."
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