After quite a while, he remarked with a look of astonishment, "It seems you've condensed magic power?"
He suddenly rose to his feet, his tall and slender body, standing nearly two and a half meters, imparted a sense of pressure that made the air feel somewhat heavy.
Li Qing stood silently, his hands tightly clenched under his robe sleeves, staring unmoving at Zhuang Xu, who was merely inches away, seemingly sniffing the air continuously.
After a moment, Zhuang Xu settled back down in his seat.
"Interesting... You've piqued my interest, giving me something new to indulge in my otherwise dreary days." Zhuang Xu lowered his hands, sounding intrigued, "So, for a human with a short lifespan, what talents have you awakened upon becoming a mage at the age of thirty?"
Without waiting for Li Qing to respond, he shrugged and said, "Alright, let's not dwell on that. What brings you to the library?"
