"Oh? Seems like we're the last to present," Wei Wuyin nonchalantly remarked, a slight grin on his face as he swept his gaze across the Main Hall. There were all sorts of eyes fixated on his existence, suffused with searing emotions, high expectations, and crazed thoughts.
The last of the 245 Mortal Sovereign Alchemists, the mysteriously elusive figure with absurd talent, the youngest Mortal Sovereign Alchemist of their era, bringer of era-changing products, and debatably the most outstanding male in the looks department was ready! How could their thoughts not be a little crazed?