Registration passageway.
Xu Xiaoshou had set out early in the morning. The moment he stepped outside, he was at the Alchemy Convention competition venue.
Yet he was still haggling with the reception staff.
"This young master is a tenth-grade alchemist, and this is this young master's alchemy assistant. Without him, this young master can't refine pills!" He pointed at Xiao Wanfeng and spoke with utmost seriousness.
Feeling the gazes around him, Xiao Wanfeng's face grew somewhat hot.
Alchemy was an intensely private matter. Low-grade alchemists could not refine great pills, and generally had no assistants.
Young Master Xu wanted to bring him inside. Without a doubt, he wanted to show off...
Mm, without a doubt, he was thirsty.
Xiao Wanfeng had never assisted Young Master Xu with alchemy. He had never even seen Young Master Xu refine pills, but how could he not know what Young Master Xu was thinking? After lying low for two days, Young Master Xu was about to stir up trouble again! The reception staff from the Alchemist Association headquarters were greatly troubled. Hesitating, one said, "But he doesn't have an alchemist badge. Theoretically, he can't enter the venue. If everyone were like Young Master Xu, there simply wouldn't be room for everyone inside."
He turned and pointed toward the Alchemy Convention grounds.
For the Alchemy Convention, anyone holding an alchemist badge could register.
But everyone knew their own capabilities. Tenth-grade and ninth-grade alchemists were only here for a bit of fun today.
Even if they went up, they probably would not be able to stir up so much as a ripple, so ordinarily, no one wanted to go up and make fools of themselves.
Yet this Young Master Xu from First Pavilion Under Heaven had such airs, such nerve!
It would have been one thing