1542 My Territory, I Make the Call

"Will grant all requests? Heh, truly shameless boast! This old man has immersed in alchemy for so many years and still doesn't dare to say this kind of big talk! No need to go and care about him. In a few days, their signboard will get smashed."

Spreading from mouth to mouth, the news of Miracle Hand Parlor's will grant all requests signboard spread out very quickly.

Wu Feng heard about this Miracle Hand Parlor very soon. But regarding the will grant all requests signboard, he scoffed in derision.

In this world, there was actually someone who dared to claim to grant all requests!

"Master, really don't need to care? I heard somebody saw that the presiding alchemist actually refined a rank three divine-grade divine pill!" said the manager.