Inside the Hall of the Wise Sovereign.
The one-eyed boy, smilingly looked at Angel: "I didn't expect you to be so bold, daring to speak to her like that."
Angel: "The Wise Sovereign's demeanor is not the kind of 'unexpected'."
Wise Sovereign: "Not showing any reaction is the biggest reaction. Otherwise, you'd call me flamboyant."
Angel thought for a moment, agreed. If the Wise Sovereign showed surprise or astonishment, that would indeed be strange.
The Wise Sovereign stood up from the plush carpet, tidied his slightly wrinkled robe, then said to everyone: "Let's go, we'll talk more in a 'quiet' place."
The Wise Sovereign specifically mentioned 'quiet,' and his gaze inadvertently drifted towards the copper mirror above the fireplace, hinting strongly.
"Can she come and go freely even in the Wise Sovereign's place?" Dox asked curiously.
Wise Sovereign: "Whether she can come and go freely depends on whether the owner here wants to hang a mirror."
