Chapter 176 The Price of Power
Mo Fei actually had no intention of refusing; he was already searching for Sargeras, and since Sargeras had yet to appear, he might as well wait.
But what did "at this time" mean?
He looked at Medivh, who now exhibited a sense of relief rather than the desperation he'd shown before.
Medivh poured two glasses of wine, holding one himself and passing the other to Mo Fei.
After taking a sip, the rich flavor of the wine brightened Mo Fei's eyes.
"Good wine."
"Of course, it is good wine. This is the fine wine my mother stored when she established this magic tower. It has the perfect flavor after centuries of aging."
Gazing into the glass, his face tinged with a hint of sadness.
"My mother would often tell me stories of the past, and sometimes I really miss my childhood, before I began to study magic. Back then, my mother was always tender, without all these responsibilities, without the dark threats, without the pressures of being a Guardian, and without the demons' whispers.