Even an elementary school student knew better than to casually eat food given by strangers.
Let alone a group of college students, especially when they knew the other party was a dangerous Dark Wizard. Zheng Qing simply could not understand why the strange being named Engra behind the door was still trying to sell them Mushroom Soup.
Nor could he understand why Engra had shown nothing but his head beyond the door from beginning to end, refusing to come outside.
But as a First University student, as a wizard, he could not hysterically reject the old house's owner's invitation. So the young wizard politely declined. "Thank you, we're not hungry... or thirsty."
"Atal really liked my Mushroom Soup." That blurry face continued murmuring in its strange voice, but did not force the young wizards to drink. It simply tended the little flame beneath the cauldron, watching the soup bubble away as thick white mushroom slices rose and sank in the broth.
As they spoke, the other hunters of the You Zui Hunting Team had also broken free of the illusion.
Xiao Xiao lit a small pile of Migu Wood leaves. The smoke produced by this Magic Plant when burned could also dispel illusions, and was more effective than carrying it on one's person, though it did not last as long. But compared with duration, Youzui's young hunters needed its stronger effect more at the moment.
Fatty Xin had laid out a row of glass bottles and was concocting potions. Just as Xiao Xiao, also an Assistant Hunter, moonlighted as a diviner, the fat man was Youzui's potion maker. His pale blue skin contrasted with the variously colored magical potions in the bottles, and together with the low murmurs drifting from behind the door nearby, made the atmosphere all the more