The war is about to break out, time is pressing, and after the meeting ended, the Arcane Wizards quickly left the Supreme Council and returned to their respective stations.
"Spark Wizard, what business do you have stopping me?"
"You have misunderstood me deeply, I think it is necessary to have a talk with you."
At the peak of truth, Spark purposefully chased after Ivan to the number 3 Sky Street of the Great Scholar's Court and proposed to have a private talk with him. Ivan's attitude remained extremely cold.
"As our paths differ, we have no common purpose; there's nothing worth discussing between us."
"Perhaps we can have a sparring match."
"No problem."
Spark's face also turned chilly.
Seeing someone approaching, Spark hurriedly flew away.
The people who arrived one after another were Hotter and Candi; Spark did not want to hear Hotter's mocking words.
"Ivan, what did that hypocritical fellow want from you?" Hotter shouted from a distance.