When Misty heard that, Cynthia said to her dismissively:
"Misty, you can't fool me with that trick!"
With that, Cynthia looked at Misty with a proud expression.
At Cynthia's words, Misty lowered her head in embarrassment.
She said to Cynthia:
"All right! Cynthia, I really don't want to eat your cooking!"
"And I only arrived yesterday. I'm honestly not hungry!"
Misty was still making one last desperate attempt.
Cynthia had seen through her long ago. She said calmly:
"Fine! I forgive you, but next time, you have to give my cooking a proper try!"
She looked at Misty and Jessie expectantly.
Cynthia's words sent Misty and Jessie's spirits sinking once more.
But on second thought, it wasn't so bad. At least neither of them had to eat Cynthia's cooking right now.
They would take it one day at a time.
Neither of them asked for more than that.
While Xu Mu and the others were still debating the power of Cynthia's cooking...
In another world...
Ten people sat around a round table.
At last, an aged voice broke the oppressive silence.
"Tell me, who exactly is this Xu Mu?"
"The mighty Hunter Guild has lost three of its leaders to him!"
"Tell me! What good are you?"
The speaker revealed his face.
He was an elderly man with a head of white hair and an imposing presence.
As he spoke, a trace of grief appeared in his eyes.
This man was none other than Magician's biological father.
He was beside himself with rage. Since founding the Hunter Guild, he had never seen it suffer such a heavy loss.
At the thought, he remembered the son he had raised so carefully.
Of the Hunter Guild's twelve leaders, all but Magician had been gathered by this man from different worlds.
Gathered—that was