Watching Michael leave, Mr. Mill felt a twinge of unease.
For a moment, he thought he might have made a mistake, but after considering it, he scoffed.
Though he had become an official cultivator later in life and hadn't gained access to the mysterious forum rumored to exist, years of experience as a cultivator had taught him a few things.
The boy's appearance clearly showed he was very young, and in a backward place like Woodstone City—where even ordinary people struggled to find enough resources to cultivate properly—that boy couldn't possibly be very strong.
The fact that he was registered with the Supers Association only meant he had backing, likely from someone wealthy or influential.
Without such support, a young cultivator wouldn't have been able to register so early.
Sure, he might also be a genius, but so what?
Anyone could be a "genius" with enough resources.