Everyone's attention was on him.

"Patriarch Zheng is too polite, too polite. There's no need to be so formal." Although Qiu zhenwen said that, his eyes were narrowed into a thin line.

"Alchemist master Qiu, our Fang clan has also prepared two million five-colored spirit stones for you. Consider it a token of Cheng Xu's respect."

"You're too polite, Fang family head, you're too polite. We're master and disciple, so it's only right for me to help the Fang family. " Qiu zhenwen was grinning from ear to ear.

In his heart, he had already made up his mind. Once the competition between the aristocratic families ended, he would take the benefits from the Fang and Zheng families and use seclusion as an excuse to quickly leave. Of course, Qiu zhenwen knew his own capabilities best. He was still confident that he would win this alchemy competition, but if he refined a few more types of lingdan, he would definitely be exposed. If he didn't leave now, would he just wait for death?