Yi Lin knew very well that Gu Tianqing was feigning ignorance, so he didn't bother with him.
In the outskirts of London, around ten kilometers from where they took a brief pause, if indeed the gaze they felt originated from here, then evidently, there would be someone from the Clock Tower waiting to greet them upon their arrival.
Perhaps there would even be a grand welcoming ceremony, with a group of formally dressed greeters neatly lined up, chorally saying, "Welcome."
Milien didn't understand Gu Tianqing.
She thought Gu Tianqing was actually asking. As the host, she gently shook her head and proactively answered, "I do not know either."
Yi Lin curiously glanced at the Knight King and asked, "You haven't been inside?"
Milien shook her head again, not hiding anything, but she uttered a sentence that Yi Lin did not fully comprehend at the moment: "The Magician's Association... no, it should be said, the Clock Tower, usually very much repels 'us'."
