"Huh?"
This time, it was Qin Wangchuan's turn to say "huh."
She widened her eyes, her mouth agape, "Did I hear wrong?"
"Are you saying Jiang Fan was thrown into the plaza?"
"How could that be?"
A Three-Star Soul Master!
He was a Three-Star Soul Master, a figure highly respected even by the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.
Yet he was treated as an expendable, tossed onto the plaza for people to pick?
Wen Hongyao smiled bitterly, "Yes! I discovered this kid has a talent for refining medicine, which sparked my intention to take him as an apprentice."
"But who could have known what Zhao Wuji, that old hag, was thinking, even competing with me!"
"In the end, the Sect Master, for some reason, forcibly took him as a disciple."
Upon hearing, Jiang Fan nearly became a disciple of Medicine Peak.
Qin Wangchuan's vision darkened, nearly stumbling.
She clenched her fist, shouting, "Why didn't you fight for him?"
"What's up with the Sect Master? What's he worth?"
