"Nonsense! I always keep my promises," Han Jianglin scolded. "Since I promised the elixirs, I would naturally give them! But why should I give them to you?"
Su Yu surveyed the surroundings. "Do you think that there is anyone more worthy of the prize than me?"
Of the candidates, Wu Yaoyue had withdrawn from the contest, and Lu Jun—disguised as Nameless—had been severely injured. Su Yu was the undisputed champion of the Alliance Meet! If he was not worthy of the Flesh Regeneration Elixir, no one else was.
Han Jianglin squinted. "You seemed to have forgotten that I have already stripped you of the right to participate!"
He needed the Flesh Regeneration Elixir to save his son's life. How could he hand it over?
