The entire square was filled with all manner of unusual looks—surprise, astonishment, shock, jealousy... and resentment!
No one could believe, or wanted to believe, that the last person remaining at the alchemy tables would be an obscure branch-family alchemist.
"Just how much are you still hiding from us?" Feng Fu stared at Jun Wangchen, pursing her lips as her astonishment deepened.
When she first met Jun Wangchen, his exquisite music had won over both her and her fans.
Now that she had met him again, she had discovered that he was an alchemist—and an exceptionally gifted one at that.
What struck her most was that, despite possessing such talent, he remained so low-key. His composure was truly frightening.
Feng Xuan had far fewer reflections than Feng Fu. He stared fixedly at the lone figure among the alchemy tables, his face filled with frustration and fighting spirit.
Losing to Jun Wangchen in the first round had left him feeling utterly humiliated. Although they had no quarrel and had not even known each other before this, he could not tolerate someone younger than him being more outstanding.
Feng Zhua and the robed alchemist were consumed by jealousy. Their murderous expressions made it clear that they could not stand seeing Jun Wangchen succeed.
Feng Mei's face brimmed with excitement and delight. For a moment, she even felt that happiness had come astonishingly quickly.
The more outstanding Jun Wangchen proved himself, the more resources she, as his employer, would be able to mobilize within the family, and the higher her standing would rise.
Feng Qianyuan, the branch-family head, nodded silently, while several branch-family elders revealed rare smiles.
Clearly, Jun Wangchen's performance had already earned their approval.
At his alchemy table, Jun Wangchen continued answering the questions with effortless ease. He had no idea how