"Rest assured, as long as you can save the person, we will agree to all the conditions you've mentioned. However, before that, I need to know if you truly possess the ability to save someone," Ju Nanyi looked at the person before him.
The middle-aged man was slightly overweight, with sparse hair loosely tied in a bun on top of his head, a square face, and broad ears—an image greatly at variance with the mages Ju Nanyi had envisioned in his mind.
"Are you doubting my abilities?" The man sitting on the chair laughed upon hearing this, and looked at Ju Nanyi in surprise. He saw that Ju Nanyi, although young, exuded a high status through his impressive bearing, and, moreover, possessed an extraordinary composure.
Although he had fallen from grace, his ancestors had once been distinguished, and he naturally understood that the man before him was either wealthy or noble.
"Doubt," Ju Nanyi candidly admitted.
The man on the chair suddenly let out a cold laugh.
