As Chen Cang's furious curse rang out, the atmosphere before the great hall instantly grew tense.
Old Man Mu Gu's eyes narrowed, his Dou Zun aura surging as the murderous intent in his heart grew ever stronger.
Sensing that Old Man Mu Gu intended to kill, Old Man Tianqing inwardly rejoiced. He shifted his feet slightly and stepped in front of Chen Cang.
Poison Venerable and Extreme Ice Old Ghost reacted just as quickly, silently moving away from Old Man Mu Gu to flank Chen Cang like a pair of guardians.
Ordinarily, ordinary Venerable Elders like them, stationed in a Branch Hall, rarely had the chance to interact with an Eighth-Rank Alchemy Grandmaster. Yet the situation unfolding plainly before their eyes had given them an opportunity.
As a fellow Eighth-Rank Alchemy Grandmaster, Chen Cang threatened Old Man Mu Gu's position. The conflict between them would inevitably intensify, and choosing a side at this moment would undoubtedly earn considerable goodwill!
As for which side to choose...
There was no need to consider it at all. Chen Cang had already spent twenty days in the Branch Hall and developed a certain friendship with them, but even if they had never met him before, the choice would not have been difficult.
After all, the age gap between these two Eighth-Rank Alchemy Grandmasters was simply too great.
Old Man Mu Gu had been stuck at the eighth tier for years, and taking another step forward in this lifetime would likely prove extremely difficult. Chen Cang, on the other hand, was only in his early twenties, with limitless potential.
With such a simple, clear comparison, any normal person would know whom to choose.
Besides, they were merely making their stance clear, not truly fighting to the death.
No matter how much Old Man Mu Gu