"No, I'm looking for you this time because I have good news." Upon hearing Anz's words, Yaheng scratched his head and hurriedly explained.
"Could there be any good news with you?" Anz looked at Yaheng with an extremely skeptical gaze. Ten times this guy had sought him out, nine times he had brought troubles, and in the last instance, Anz had seen himself be tormented into a serious coma, barely hanging to his breath.
"Of course, there is." The young lad with an axe on his back patted his chest, his face radiating excitement, "This is it."
"Let's hear it. What good news are we talking about?" Anz maintained his composure, starting to clean up the waste generated by failed elixir preparations.
"You know about our newly appointed Golden Dragon Regent Duke Mureya, right?"
"I know."
"He has ordered the organization of a contest called the Golden Dragon Cup. All people under the age of thirty can register to participate, with no other restrictions."
