The Expensive Life (Part 1)

The mage apprentice looked far too old for his age, although in truth, he really was fairly old. He had a wisened face and a fringe of grey-white hair around his mottled scalp. His head stuck out like a sore thumb in the Qin country because most of the people here had either black or brown hair.

However, he still looked presentable. His clothes had been enchanted such that there was not even a single speck of dust on them.

Saleen could not help but look at the old man with contempt as he stared into his meek brown eyes. However, his contempt turned to pity as soon as he realized that the mage apprentice standing in front of him would never be able to become a true mage. Back then, if Saleen had not discovered the magic medicine, he would have met the same fate thirty years down the road.

Not everyone was as lucky as him. Then again, not everyone was as courageous, or in less pleasant terms, reckless, as he was.