Hill stood still, looking coldly at An Ran. How did he manage to cultivate such a thick skin?
If it weren't for the fact that he could sense the guy's words, though disgusting, came from a good place, Hill could have sent him to the Heavenly Court right now.
An Ran quickly realized something was amiss and then figured out what it meant not to lie in front of him: This Archmage probably had the same ability as that Great Sorcerer of the royal family, able to judge whether the person in front of him was speaking the truth.
It's that kind of hypocrisy, which seems to also be considered a lie!
But he was originally an exaggerating businessman; being one-tenth exaggerative was his instinct!
That's really embarrassing! An Ran couldn't control the cold sweat trickling down, although he hadn't coordinated with the Family Head, their clan leader would certainly do so!
