Just as Jared was about to step into the illusion array, a sudden commotion behind him interrupted him. “Make way, make way! Why do incapable alchemists like to come here?”
Following the shouts, a dozen alchemists in white rushed forward, forming a path by holding hands.
An elderly man with white hair, exuding an air of grace and dressed in a gray robe, slowly walked into Jubilante’s mansion.
Upon seeing this elderly man, many alchemists went wild.
“Jubilante, Jubilante…”
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