Wielding a sword

"You aren't allowed to leave!"

With a shout, the two Saint ranked alchemists blocked them. A multitude of alchemists in pill refining and in pharmacy, who thought things were not big enough, surrounded the carriage and blocked its path as if they did not want to let its people go.

City Lord Duan saw things developed beyond his expectations and his face sank and his eyebrows furrowed. He swept a penetrating glance at the crowd and asked in a heavy voice, "What are you doing? Why don't you go away quickly!"

Of course, he only dared to shout at those alchemists in pill refining and in pharmacy, but not to the two Saint ranked alchemists. After all, the Saint ranked alchemist's status was not inferior to the City Lord.

"City Lord, this man is very likely to be an impostor. If this is the case, then we must not sit idly by!" The two Saint ranked alchemists looked at the City Lord and with a deep voice said, "Please forgive us, City Lord."