"..." The entire Aurij Mountains seemed so quiet at this moment...
Dean was in a daze again...
This Sword Saint was dully looking at Lin Yun, as if he had forgotten the Frost Wolves chasing behind him. It took him ten seconds to process what that young mage had said.
Then, Dean's face turned red, and from red to purple, before darkening even further...
But for Dean to become a Sword Saint at his age, his self-control and temperament could naturally not be compared to that of the average person. Even when this angry, the Sword Saint only took a deep breath to suppress the anger that was building up.
Because Dean felt that it was beneath him to lower himself to argue with an inferior High Mage.
But it wasn't important if a petty mage was unwilling to help. This time, Dean didn't face the danger of being chased by the Wolf King and forcibly burst with Aura just to try to recruit an inferior mage.
