"Is there really a Magic Stone Mine here? I don't think it's reliable…" Somewhere underground, as a purple-robed middle-aged man probed deeper into the ground, he became more hesitant.
Beside him, a gray-haired 50-year-old man interrupted him directly, "Cut the crap and search quickly."
These two were the newly dispatched search reinforcements. The one who was hesitant was Heim, and the other was called Tim. They were respectively a level-6 and level-7 Great Archmage. The two of them had just become the retainers of the Nicholas family not long ago. This was the first time they had been sent out on a mission. By now, they had been searching for a day and had already dived thousands of kilometers underground, but they had not found anything.
