325 The Created Wielder

Orca Academy, Headmaster's cabin.

The old man was standing near the windowpane as he gazed at the dark clouds.

His eyes were calm as ice and he seemed to be gazing beyond the horizon seeing things that no one can.

"Go and greet them, I think we have some guests from a fellow Ancient family…." the old man suddenly said with a calm look.

"Sigh, I am still tired from the fight with that boy of Edwinson House. You better give me some leave this time…." the man laying down on the couch said as he got up with tiredness leaking out of him. He dragged his body towards the balcony before jumping off and disappearing.

"What are you planning, stinky old man….didn't you create one of the wielders of divine artifact already?" The old man muttered as a cold breeze blew past the window.

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Edwinson House, Capital...

Max looked at the old man who was staring down at him. A silence remained between them until Max finally broke it down.

"What do you want now?"