Boom!
A fierce rush of air, wrapped in chaotic Magic Power fluctuations and mixed with fragments of metal and wood, sprayed into the Wandering Bar like a torrential downpour. The deafening blast instantly drew the gaze of every Wizard in the room.
Including that Multi-arm Tribe Attendant who was already hiding in the metal cabinet under the bar.
He stretched out two arms to hook onto the edge of the bar counter, only letting a pair of eyes peek out toward the source of the explosion, wanting to get a look at the wizard world's number-one beauty.
But to his surprise, what entered his field of vision wasn't Su Shijun, who had just spoken, but a young Hunting team. They wore uniform Hunting Clothes, and the Law books at their waists shed a faint glow of Magic Power as they unfolded a battle array that looked loose yet linked together in perfect order, revealing no flaw. Not hurried, not slow, they advanced down the corridor filled with billowing dust.
