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Sitting opposite to a Rank 6 powerhouse, Liam actually felt quite comfortable.

The atmosphere was just perfect. 

The smell of fresh books, the lighting, the ambient silence. 

It was as though this setting was hand-made and designed just for Liam's sake.

Sir Cornelius' aura wasn't intimidating or overbearing, either. In a sense, it was warm, like the uncle Liam never had.

It helped that his appearance was so… docile and non-threatening. 

Compared to someone like the General, for example, Cornelius looked harmless. 

But there was no doubt about it.

Sir Cornelius Mehro III was indeed a spectacular host. 

"Wow… it's just like they say," Cornelius said. "It stings a tiny bit looking straight into your eyes." 

Liam smiled lightly. 

"I hope the journey wasn't too long?" Cornelius said with a wide smile, showcasing his pearly white teeth.