"Yuan, Yuan Qing, greeted Master Chen!" Yuan Qing looked at the floor, his eyes trembling, stammering. This kind of attitude appeared only when a low-level alchemist encountered a high-level alchemist.
"Master Yuan…" Elder Zhuu was utterly shocked, incredulous.
"I, I, I… pfft!" Yuan Jie, whose eyes trembled similarly upon witnessing this scene, spat a mouthful of blood from his chest, blacked out, and fell to the ground, fainting directly.
This reality directly scared him to death!
"Got a good look? If you've seen enough, give me the pill; I'm leaving."
Seeing this scene, Chen Fei's mouth twitched slightly, not bothering to pursue anything further. He looked at Yuan Qing and said indifferently.
"Yes, yes, Master Chen. Here's your pill bottle." Yuan Qing immediately handed back the pill bottle. Chen Fei took it in his hand, ready to turn and leave.
