Curiosity was a natural instinct, and Felix was no exception—especially when it came to the Ancient Sage, who had lived for so many years and bore such a striking resemblance to Gerald.

Sarah said, "I can tell you with absolute certainty—the Ancient Sage is not Gerald."

"What?" Felix had braced himself for any revelation, but this still hit like a punch to the gut. The shock flooded through him, leaving him speechless as he stood frozen on the spot.

Sarah continued, "Forget it. Maybe I was overthinking before. You've made it to Martial City and become a Grandmaster all on your own, completing that impossible task. I guess your mental resilience is stronger than I thought, so knowing this early might not be a bad thing after all."

She tapped her fingers lightly against her back, her gaze distant with memories.

"That guy who came after you just now—Ashton—is one of the Ancient Sage's Eight Guardians. Those eight have served him for years, practically his right and left hands."

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