Isn't It Just A Slideshow? What's The Fuss About?

After watching Scheer leave, Mag poured himself another cup of tea. He looked at the rising steam and squinted his eyes as he looked askance at a tree not far away.

A figure was leaning on the tree, looking as though he was spying on him.

This figure had been here for a while, and his unprofessional stalking quickly caused Mag to notice him.

He was wearing a full set of black clothes in broad daylight and even had a cap on. All he was lacking was the four words "I am a spy" written on his forehead.

An enemy? Or is he eyeing me to make some money? Mag raised his brow. He could sense that the person was a human around 6th-tier, and he obviously came for him.

Mag could not deduce anything, as there was too little information.

The man in black stood behind the tree for quite a while before he pressed his cap down and turned to leave.

Mag thought for a while and decided not to follow him.