They had been locked up in the prison for 200 years and had been too lonely. How could they not be excited when such a strange and unknown creature appeared in front of them?
An old Magus, who felt like he was about to die, suddenly leaned on the black metal railing and shouted, " that square! Do you want to be my disciple? You can learn from the Ouroboros Magus school that I founded! If it wasn't for the alchemy monarch suppressing us, I would have been the strongest wizard in my era! I can help you research the most suitable cultivation method for you."
"Nonsense!"
Another old Magus leaned on the railing and glared at him. it's obvious that my faction is the strongest! I didn't know how many talented young Magi kneeled in front of my door back then, but I rejected them all. Now that you've come to learn my domain, it's a great fortune! If you kneel down now and acknowledge me as your master, I'll reluctantly accept you as my disciple!"
