Alchemy Hall.
The door was violently thrown open, and Zhao Xiu rushed in, panic written all over his face.
"Wei Luo, Huang Youming is here! Master Qin is confronting them!"
Wei Luo was intently controlling the flames. At those words, his body jolted, but he forcibly calmed his emotions.
"Stall them. I'll be there soon."
The visitor came with ill intent; those with kind intentions did not come. At this point, Zhao Xiu could only grit his teeth, leave those words behind, and hurry away again.
"Focus on refining the pill. Leave everything else to us!"
After Zhao Xiu left, Cheng Ming beside the pill furnace could not help muttering.
"It'll work. It will definitely succeed."
Wei Luo said nothing, merely quickening the movements of his hands.
In the front courtyard's reception hall, the atmosphere was as tense as drawn swords.
Qin Changfeng sat in the seat of honor, his expression grave as he swept his gaze across the room.
Zhao Xiu had already told him that Wei Luo was refining pills.
It was precisely the critical moment. No matter what, he had to hold them back.
"Where exactly is Wei Luo? Why hasn't he come out to see me?"
Huang Youming quickly lost his patience and stared coldly at Qin Changfeng.
"Because of him, so many people from my Huang Family died. Today, I'm going to settle this score with him properly!"
Hearing this, Zhao Xiu, standing to the side, felt his heart sink.
What he feared most had come to pass. Huang Youming's attitude made it clear that he had no intention of being reasonable.
At that moment, Liu Changle beside him could no longer hold back and immediately roared.
"Bullshit! Your Huang Family became dogs of the Pure Fragrance Cult and got so many people in the