Amidst Shenfa Wanxi (Past Destroying God) and Nie Yan’s farewell, two players near the entrance of the Alchemist Guild erupted into a heated argument. One of the quarrelers, a young man who looked barely twenty, wore plain cotton clothing and the Alchemist Guild’s badge on his chest. His level was low, so most likely he was only an apprentice in the guild. The other quarreler, an Elementalist who looked to be in his thirties, wore equipment of much higher quality. Tall and robust, he dwarfed his opposition so much that the Apprentice Alchemist seemed like a child.
“The failure in concocting isn’t my fault this time!”
“Not your fault? Are you implying it’s mine!?”
“Yes! They set me up to fail when I was concocting!”
