"Now, am I qualified?"
Looking at the old fellows, Ling Feng toyed with the green flame in his hand, his tone indifferent.
"Yes, yes, yes..." The third-grade Alchemists had been scared out of their wits by Ling Feng and agreed repeatedly without a second thought. Seeing these old fellows wagging their tails and begging for mercy, without a shred of pride left, Ling Feng snorted in disdain. His lips parted slightly, and an indifferent yet deeply commanding voice emerged.
"Scram!"
At those words, the third-grade Alchemists felt as though they had been granted amnesty. They kowtowed in thanks again, then lowered their heads and hurried out of the hall, each running faster than the last.
"Your Excellency, I, Nalan Su, did not know you were a Dou Huang expert. Please forgive me."
Watching the third-grade Alchemists scramble away, Nalan Su felt no inclination to mock them. Instead, he became even more cautious. He turned toward Ling Feng and bowed with his hands clasped, adopting a humble posture-the very picture of a weak man facing a strong one.
Ling Feng waved a hand, clearly unconcerned. "There's no need for that. I came here out of consideration for Yun Yun."
"Sect Master Yun Yun?"
Nalan Su raised his brows, while Nalan Yanran's eyes lit up. Teacher? Could this man be Teacher's friend? But why have I never heard her mention having a Sixth-grade Alchemist as a friend? Just who is he? He's the same age as me, yet his cultivation is on par with Teacher's. What a monster...
Question after question rose in Nalan Yanran's mind, and a flicker of unusual interest appeared in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Ling Feng.
Such was the allure of the strong!
Ling Feng's cultivation and abilities far surpassed those of his peers, and