"A supreme talent…" the Pillar Heaven Mage muttered in a daze.
"I…"
Meno was at a loss for words to say. He had never heard of anyone that became a Grand Mage after a year and a couple of months. He was shocked, confused, and amazed at the same time.
"How old are you??" Meno asked with a desperate look on his face.
He was hoping that Lawrend was a hundred years old. The truth was so shocking that he would rather believe something less absurd. Still absurd, but not as absurd as what Lawrend said.
"I'm 19 now."
"19…"
"Uncle Pillar…"
Meno and the Pillar Heaven Mage looked at each other. They came to a mutual understanding.
"I heard that you have several maids. How about marrying one of my descendants?" the Pillar Heaven Mage said shamelessly.
"*Cough*"
Lawrend choked on his own saliva when he heard his words. It was something one would never expect from a respected Heaven Mage.
