Yrian looked at James’ afterimages and sighed, “So this is what a real genius is like? Others can only drink a cup of the Chaos Absinthe, but he drinks it like water. Others spend a lifetime trying to study these inscriptions to no avail, but he successfully deciphers them in such a short while.”

“It’s said humans are the leaders of all creatures. However, they’re cunning and ruthless. Yet, he wanted to use the Chaos Abisinthe’s Chaos Essence to save a second body. Ordinary people will never come close to his generosity and loyalty.”

Yrian’s previous courtesy toward James was because of his identity as the Chosen One. Now, he admired and respected James from the bottom of his heart.

Meanwhile, Clayton and Dark Thea were in a palace within a forbidden area. The two each held a wine jar and leaned against massive pillars. Their faces were flushed from the drinks, but no words were exchanged.

After a while, Dark Thea suddenly turned her head and asked, “When will my handsome be back?”