Never in his life did he ever expect to meet a Grand Mage in person, let alone offend one.
The handsome elf had lived for a few hundred years and he had only met a Master Mage who was his uncle. He had yet to meet another Master Mage let alone a Grand Mage.
Because of that, the handsome elf had never anticipated that the coachman he had ridiculed was a Grand Mage in disguise.
The grand-level powerhouses in the world were only up to tens and had yet to reach the hundreds. At least, the known grand-level powerhouses were only up to thirty but whether there were more than thirty grand-level powerhouses or not was still unknown.
After all, even if there were instances of humans becoming a grand-level powerhouse, the lifespan of a grand-level human was only two thousand years old. In other words, they could only witness two generations of heroes and demon kings.
