"Where are you headed?" Su Ming'an withdrew his hand.
"To the nearest human settlement, Eleventh District," said Steel. "You just stay put. Mairon and I are your saviors. Without us, you'd have frozen to death out there."
"Ah, thank you then," Su Ming'an immediately said with a smile.
When he smiled, his S+ level Charm became even more apparent—even without the black cat on his shoulder, his infectiousness was still astonishing. The Missionary Halo was already subtly influencing those around him.
Steel's cold gaze faltered, briefly hazy with bewilderment.
The former Charm Player, Iris, with an S level Charm, had been enough to captivate the world and mesmerize countless people. Even without intending to follow the path of Charm, Su Ming'an's influence was significant.
Not only did he affect the combat team, but even these two with ulterior motives were spellbound.
"Do people from thirty years ago all have such good charisma?" mumbled Steel, pulling his gaze away.
