Wherever this group of Magi passed by, the crowd would part and give them way out of admiration and respect.

They would peek at the golden sun insignia emblazoned on their white capes with awe and reverence.

Adam was too depressed to notice them, however.

This group of Magi, led by a heroic-looking blond young man, approached Adam with solemn expressions.

At this point, a large crowd had already gathered around the entrance of the Foreign Exchange Center in anticipation of some great drama to unfold.

People loved drama, after all.

But Adam, he didn't care. He was just trying his best to stop his tears from falling.

The dashing young man with blond hair suddenly came forward. He had a handsome appearance and his smile was charming and confident.

"Are you Magus Adam Constantine?" He asked. "We've been looking for you."

Adam ignored him.

The blond young man's lips twitched. He coughed loudly and asked yet again, "Are you Magus Adam Constantine??"

Adam finally lowered his head and glanced at the man with an extremely annoyed look.

"What the hell do you want? I'm in a terrible mood. Get lost!"

The man was flabbergasted. So were the group of white-caped Magi he came with. And so was the crowd.

Is this guy crazy?! The blond man thought to himself incredulously.

The emblem of the organization he belonged to was clearly imprinted on his cape. Despite that, the raven-haired youth in front of him seemed not to care at all.

No, he's probably just ignorant. My teacher said he's from the Southern Federation. As expected of a country bumpkin, I guess. Hmph!

The young man knew of the importance his teacher placed on Adam, so he was willing to overlook the latter's disrespectful behavior toward him.

He put on a forced smile and stated once again, "Magus Adam, my teacher would like to meet you."

Adam got to his feet and clicked his tongue in annoyance. "I don't care about you or your damn teacher."

With that said, he stomped away. He wanted to find someplace quiet to drink his sorrows away.

Everyone present in the crowd had their jaws nearly dropped to the ground.

They couldn't help but wonder just how many pairs of balls Adam had grown to act so blatantly disrespectful to a Magus from one of the four major institutes of arcane studies in the Empire.

At this point, the blond young man was utterly flabbergasted. He had never been disrespected like this before. That too in front of so many people.

He couldn't help but feel rage bubble up inside of him.

Actually, he had always been polite and cordial to others. This left no place for others to be disrespectful toward him.

But he just couldn't understand what he had said to Adam for the latter to be so rude to him.

He didn't wish to forcefully bring Adam to his teacher. It was clear to him that his teacher valued this rude hooligan very much.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and scream, "My teacher is the Rank 3 Magus, Edwin Turner!"

Adam froze.

He slowly turned around and glanced at the blond man. His eyes narrowed and he asked, "What the hell did you just say?"

Seeing such an expression on the youth's face, the blond young man couldn't help but smirk. Inwardly, he thought to himself, Heh, that's right! The prestige of a Rank 3 Magus ought to put some manners into you.

He placed his hands behind his back and walked toward Adam with calm and confident strides.

The blond young man stood before the youth with a faint smile adorning his lips. "Allow me to introduce myself."

Just because Adam had been rude to him didn't mean that he would do the same. Not to mention, this youth in front of him was his teacher's guest.

He placed his right hand on his chest and slightly bowed. "My name is Biden Fors, a Mana Liquefaction Magus of the Tower of Daybreak."

Biden's voice was filled with pride when he mentioned the name of the organization he came from.

Meanwhile, Adam started to stroke his chin and softly muttered to himself, "Edwin Turner Turner, huh? Tower of Daybreak, hmm"

What? He isn't surprised by my background. Biden thought to himself. Also, why is he taking my Teacher's name so casually?

The next moment, Adam glanced at Biden with a solemn expression. He placed his hand on his chest and sincerely bowed.

"Magus Biden, firstly, I apologize for my rude behavior," he began, "and lastly, your teacher, Edwin Turner, is he fatty's grandfather?"

Once again, Biden had a dumbfounded look on his face. "Fatty? What are you talking about?"

"Uh, I mean, Edward Turner," Adam corrected himself. "Does your teacher know him?"

Biden was clueless as ever. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Adam had the intense urge to slap this man in front of him who seemed to know nothing at all. He couldn't help but begin to wonder if this 'Turner' person was someone else instead.

"Elaine Turner. Is your teacher related to her?" He asked.

"Indeed!" Biden's eyes lit up. "Elaine is my colleague. She's also my teacher's granddaughter."

Adam nodded in understanding. "As I thought."

Back in Southern Federation, Edward's mother, Elia, had already disclosed to him that her father was a professor at the Tower of Daybreak.

So it wasn't surprising that he would send someone to look for Adam when the latter arrived at the Empire.

Although this was not completely out of his expectations, it still took the youth by slight surprise. After all, this was a Rank 3 Magus!

He glanced at Biden and nodded, "Please lead the way."

Under the surprised and envious gazes of the crowd that had gathered, Adam departed for the Inner City with the group of Magi from the Tower of Daybreak.

In the heart of a luxurious estate, there lay a beautiful courtyard.

A small creek gently flowed through this courtyard, its waters sparkling under the rays of the morning sun.

The creek was lined with smooth and polished stones, as well as lush and vibrant plants, creating a tranquil atmosphere. There was also a stone bridge that arched over the creek.

Adam was led by Biden through this courtyard. He couldn't help but look around in awe.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a gazebo situated near the creek.

There, he saw the silhouette of a muscular old man with broad shoulders sitting inside. The moment Adam laid eyes on this man, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.

Only one phrase echoed in his mind.

Mana Vortex Magus!

Sensing Adam's gaze, the old man turned around and gazed at the youth with his piercing blue eyes.

His lips curled up into a wide grin.

"We finally meet, Adam."