"Hmm?"
Mo Wangchen's words made An Xu frown.
He glanced over and hadn't noticed before that Mo Wangchen was a young man not much different in age from himself.
"You're also here to participate in this alchemy competition?"
Upon seeing Mo Wangchen's appearance, An Xu couldn't help but squint his eyes, somewhat surprised at heart.
Because the primary condition for participating in this competition was having Holy Rank skill.
Looking across the entire Ming Land, among the younger generation, besides himself, could there really be others who have achieved Holy Rank skill?
"What else?"
Mo Wangchen glanced at An Xu and spoke calmly. He had been queuing here for over half an hour, and he hadn't entered yet. How could he let others cut in line and get ahead?
"Who are you? Do you not recognize our Young Master?"
Before An Xu could speak, one of the two elders from the An family who accompanied him frowned and spoke to Mo Wangchen with a harsh tone.
