While Shi Tian was questioning himself after the statement he received from the Crimson Mage, in another large room, a mature woman seated in a comfy chair was glancing at Shi Tian with a dazed expression.
The mature woman had vibrant red hair cascading down her shoulders in lustrous waves, capturing the essence of flames dancing around.
Her hair's fiery hue matched the intensity in her gaze, which held a mix of wisdom and determination earned through years of experience.
Her features bore the beauty of maturity, with a strong jawline and a slightly upturned nose that gave her an air of elegance and authority.
Her lips, painted in a shade of deep crimson, along with her average height and well-proportioned figure radiated confidence and strength.
And this mature woman was naturally the Crimson Mage, also known as Faris Hill.
"Master, I have returned."