Zhang Yang was the only mage in Kamar-Taj's history who could become a god.
He was also The Ancient One's only hope.
After Zhang Yang had gone,
The Ancient One felt, for reasons she couldn't explain,
a sudden sting in her nose.
She lowered her head and gave a self-mocking smile.
She had lived for a thousand years, weathered countless storms, and tasted all the joys and sorrows of life.
Yet now she found herself feeling something she knew she shouldn't.
It really was...
She let out a long sigh.
The Ancient One took a small fan from her robes and waved it slowly.
Before long, Wong and Mordo rushed into the Sanctum in a panic!
"S-Sorcerer Supreme... Zhang—no, the Genius Mage—he's gone!" They were too frantic even to bow.
They blurted the news out to The Ancient One.
Seeing them so alarmed,
The Ancient One remained far calmer.
She said nothing and gave no reaction. She merely waved her fan and gazed into the distance, as though lost in thought.
Wong and Mordo did not dare say another word.
They only watched her, unable to hide the panic on their faces.
Then,
after a long silence,
Wong and Mordo began to grow restless.
At last, Wong leaned toward Mordo and whispered, "What's going on? When Zhang Yang left, I saw him take his things from the dormitory."
Mordo said, "I don't know. And the Sorcerer Supreme's reaction doesn't look good either."
Wong said, "What happened? Did Zhang Yang have a fight with the Sorcerer Supreme?"
Mordo said, "Don't make wild guesses!"
Mordo shot Wong a look.
Anyone could see how much The Ancient One favored Zhang Yang.
Talented as Zhang Yang was,
he was still young and immature.
In all his time at Kamar-Taj,
he had caused plenty of