117 Still Lost?

At this moment, Chen Yan's face was so dark that he was ashamed. He wished that he could find a hole in the ground and hide in it. However, Zhong Haoran was still ridiculing him at the side. He whispered in his ear,

"You still want to win against me? Give me the spot in your hand. I will do a good job in the City Lord's estate for you."

No one noticed the undercurrents between the two of them.

Chen Yan stared at him hatefully and said through gritted teeth, "In your dreams!" At this moment, his intestines were turning green with regret. He should not have seen Lin Bai refine a seventh grade spirit replenishing pill and let him enter the Alchemist Association so rashly.

Who would have thought that he would be given such a big surprise in the end? Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything now.