He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts

No, the Countess will only feel that she is having a dream..."

Z interrupted him, "I mean, the caster won't be in any danger, right?"

Mr. Telles gave him a strange look, "You seem to be very concerned about that kid."

Xenophon smiled treacherously, "Oh, teacher, this is Greece, and the history of 'that' is quite long, you can't even see this?"

"Xenophon!" Z growled.

Mr. Telles leaned back. "Wow, I finally understand why you have been a bachelor until now, so you..."

"Shut up!" Z said angrily.

He turned around and walked away, not wanting to chat with this unruly pair of master and apprentice anymore. But Mr. Thales clearly saw a tinge of redness in the ears of the leader of the night police.

He tugged on his apprentice's sleeve, and let Xenophon listen to him, "Z and that kid, really..."

"I see the same thing as your hero." Xenophon said.

Mr. Thales pondered, "But that kid is probably not as simple as he imagined. You may not know, but he has been secretly practicing the method of transferring energy from the very beginning. I think he can master the skills I taught so quickly, and he may It has something to do with his practice for a long time. I only tell you about this, you won't talk about it, will you?"

"I will keep my mouth shut, Teacher. This is a secret between us mystics." An unusual light flashed in Xenophon's eyes, "That newcomer is probably far more complicated than you and I imagined. "