"Puchi!" Everyone had been in shock for a long time, but after hearing these words, they couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into laughter.
Teng Mingyuan glared at him fiercely. He wanted to squeeze out a few stern looks, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve upwards. He quickly turned away and laughed silently.
"Grandmaster Huang, I'll help you back to your room to rest." Teng Mingyuan said as he finally stopped laughing and saved qushi de.
"Impossible, impossible. It's one thing for a little girl who still reeks of her mother's milk to be stronger than me in refining artifacts, but how can she be stronger than me in the art of formation? no, I still want to compete with her. I won't stop until I die." It was as if qushi de had lost his mind as he stumbled towards Ling Chuxi.
