"You..." Dazhe pointed at Lynch, his surprise evident.
"Is there anything inappropriate?" The mage had already started preparing defensive spells.
"No, nothing." Dazhe put down his hand, smiling apologetically, "I was just a bit rude because I've never encountered such a situation before." Two snake-women entered, gently wiping the water stains off his legs and setting up a tea set.
Dazhe continued, "This place of mine, only those travelers who wander between different planes can enter, and as you mentioned, it's extremely rare to enter just by closing one's eyes. At this stage, I still don't wish for too many outsiders to spy or intrude freely."
