When Zhao Xu walked out of the door, he saw an old man waiting for him.
It was no wonder that most of the people in the floating city were old people, mainly because the strength of mages was linked to the accumulation of time.
most mages used the method of extending their lifespans, not the method of rejuvenation, which was costly and risky, let alone the method of eternal life by advancing to become another race.
"Do you have any advice?" there was not a single ring on his robe. usually, those who wore this were either apprentices or legendary-mages.
of course, there was another kind, which was that they were too lazy to wear it and didn't need to use it to show off their status, such as reyan's uninhibited style.
" mr. zhongxia, this is your prize for being the first to complete the assessment. " the old man's hunched body stood in a corner, his face full of the merciless scars of time.
