Once Oaisis had finally learned to behave, the Ismail Family gradually fell silent.
Hill glanced in their direction with a cold sneer.
He had known that the younger Ismails had only managed to fly into his territory instead of being called back halfway because the Grand Sage himself wanted to test which of them held a higher place in Oaisis's heart.
When Oaisis had not come out to sternly stop him at first, he might still have clung to hope. But once his children were seriously injured, he had understood at least this much: Oaisis had stayed out of it because there was simply no need for him to intervene.
Their Ismail Family did not even qualify to catch the eye of the Archmage on the other side.
And so, throughout this period, the younger members of the Ismail Family had been kept obediently confined to that mountain basin.
As for Ismail himself, his current priority was winning back Oaisis's favor... The Grand Sage, who had taken his games too far, had finally realized he had overstepped.
A god's affection might be a weighty blessing, even an exhausting one... but no one would willingly give it up.
Hill had sensed this shift, which was why he had brought the matter up with Oaisis again. Otherwise, that rock-head would have considered it all water under the bridge and never taken the initiative to discuss it with Grand Sage Ismael again.
But Hill also believed that Ismail must think the World Lord's displeasure was entirely due to his having played too many tricks this time. He would certainly explain himself, painting himself as a pitiful, innocent little flower in the process.
Oaisis would naturally not be taken in by these outward displays of emotion. But impatience might make him blurt out, "You