Martial Master

Qin Chen almost burst out laughing. Why don't you just say "take me to show off and take me flying"?

He shook his head and said, "I'll choose the third option."

What third option? There is no third option!

The expression of the Holy Son of Jin Zhou turned cold, "Oh, you want to add conditions? Then go ahead, say it."

Qin Chen smiled and said, "I will be the leader, and you saints will all come under my command, becoming my followers. This way, everyone can get along harmoniously, and there won't be any trouble. You three won't have to compete with each other anymore!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present changed.

"Master Qin, be cautious!" Zhao Ruohui warned sternly, his expression serious.

My goodness, Master Qin's courage is simply too great! He actually dares to say he wants to be the boss of Alchemy City and have the other three saints submit to him. Does he even know what he's saying?

The three major saints of Alchemy City all have immense backgrounds and terrifying powers in this city. Behind them stand figures at the level of deputy heads of the Alchemy Pavilion, all high-ranking strong individuals. If they were displeased with Qin Chen's remarks and became enraged, even if Qin Chen was strong, he would still find it difficult to move in Alchemy City.

To despise the saints of Alchemy City is akin to despising Alchemy City itself.

That is why Zhao Ruohui was so anxious. He genuinely admired Qin Chen and naturally didn't want to see him targeted by Alchemy City.

Other alchemists only thought this was a joke from Qin Chen, but only Qin Chen was filled with confidence. He was just a backward saint from the Northern Celestial Domain's Alchemy Pavilion. He, Qin Chen, a distinguished elder from the headquarters of the Alchemy Pavilion in the Martial Domain and a former ninth-grade imperial alchemist, how could he not even have the ability to be a saint here?

If word got out, that would truly be a joke.

As long as he was willing, he would undoubtedly become the king of Alchemy City in the Northern Celestial Domain. At that time, whether it was the Holy Son of Jin Zhou or anyone else, they would naturally have to bow down to him. Wouldn't that be a normal thing?

"Hahahaha!" The Holy Son of Jin Zhou finally laughed loudly, but his laughter was icy. In an instant, the entire hall seemed to have entered the depths of winter, with a bone-chilling coldness permeating the air.

He was truly enraged. A bunch of mere boys, yet they dared to say they wanted to become the saints of Alchemy City and have them all kneel down.

That was simply too outrageous.

Even if he had some talent in alchemy, so what? This was Alchemy City.

"You brat, you are too presumptuous! Do you know what you are saying right now? This Holy Son gives you one last chance: kneel down immediately, beg for mercy and admit your mistakes, and I might consider sparing your life. Otherwise, just because of what you just said, I can charge you with a serious disrespect offense." The Holy Son of Jin Zhou said arrogantly, his voice booming.

"Holy Son, you are being excessive! In my humble opinion, this is all a misunderstanding. I hope the Holy Son can quell his anger." Zhao Ruohui's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to mediate.

"Master Zhao, step aside! Today this brat has humiliated this Holy Son, and it concerns not just Wei, but also the reputation of our Alchemy Pavilion. Master Zhao, as an alchemist of our Alchemy Pavilion, do you not understand the importance of maintaining our reputation?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Ruohui's face changed. This was a heart-wrenching statement! As an alchemist of the Alchemy Pavilion, how could he speak ill of it? If he were to be accused of slander, he would undoubtedly be put in a very awkward position.

He took a deep breath and said, "Holy Son, I did not mean it that way. I just think that what Master Qin said earlier was just a slip of the tongue and was not malicious."

"Whether there was malice or not depends on how this Holy Son sees it." The Holy Son of Jin Zhou looked at Qin Chen with disdain, squinting his eyes and saying coldly: "Brat, what do you think? Have you thought it over?"