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Ling Han did not take it to heart. There was a flash of delight in his eyes that no one else noticed.

It was not a snake that had bitten Wu Qian Feng, but a treasure.

Of course, he could not confirm it yet. However, he was quite sure that it was the case.

"Come, change your position and lay your leg down flat," Ling Han instructed.

Wu Qian Feng quickly sat down and laid his leg down on another chair. He then looked at Ling Han anxiously.

There was no way that a great alchemist like Yuanchu would make empty boasts. Thus, when he said that Ling Han's alchemy skills were even above his, then that had to be the truth—even if that was a very astonishing fact that he really couldn't believe.

Everyone else now had become minor characters as they all directed their stares at Ling Han, an unbelievably young man with unbelievable skills.