Not until the green light completely vanished did an elegant figure with white hair appear across from He Ao.
He looked up at He Ao, raised his hand, took out a cup of coffee from the void, brought it to his lips, gently blew off the steam, and asked in a low voice, "Favored of Life, what brings you to my humble spot?"
"I should not have leaked any power,"
He Ao lifted his head, looking at the white-haired man, "Is that device at the city gate monitoring pollution your doing?"
He asked with a smile, "Is it actually a mysticism instrument? Once the device detects a certain level of pollution, you can sense it?"
"The sensor is an item inscribed with mystic runes,"
The white-haired figure took a sip of coffee, speaking softly, "The rest is just normal electronic gadgetry. Mysticism and electronics are both parts of this world; they do not conflict with each other."
Hearing his words, He Ao nodded slightly.
"So,"
