Ice Sculpture King

Ice Sculpture Royal Capital.

In a certain alchemy laboratory.

The coffin-like Treatment Pod opened its lid, immediately leaking out a large billow of fog.

From the pale green fog, Hua Tang slowly sat up, then got up and stepped out of the Treatment Pod.

"Cough, cough." He coughed twice, a faint, fishy, and sweet taste of blood immediately welling up in his mouth.

"The injuries on your body still need two more treatments before you can fully recover." Mei Lin's voice came out from the alchemy broadcasting device in the corner of the room.

Hua Tang, however, frowned. "Dragon Garment is clearly only Silver-level, but his attack power is completely at the Gold-level."

"This does not match the intelligence."

Hua Tang had watched the duel footage of the Dragonman Youth and Teng Donglang.

Mei Lin, however, was unconcerned. "He also killed Axe Gang Leader, Jia Bing, and Lin. I personally lean toward the belief that his battle with Teng Donglang was a carefully orchestrated grand performance because it was under the watchful eyes of the masses."

"Do you really think he is only Silver-level?"

Hua Tang nodded slightly. "Perhaps you are right."

"There are quite sophisticated camouflage methods on his body, and his true strength goes beyond that."

"Perhaps, not long from now, he will publicly announce that he has 'advanced' to Gold-level."

Saying this, Hua Tang heaved a deep sigh. "I was rash this time."

"I should have listened to your suggestion, rested for a while, adjusted my own state, and then launched a surprise attack."

"It is already too late now; the mistake has been made, and the commotion I caused will definitely draw a major investigation from the kingdom's authorities."

Mei Lin, on the other hand, urged and comforted him. "Hua Tang, you really don't need to