Such a steadfast disciple of the Qingshan Sect left the sect elders deeply astonished.
Previously, when disciples of the Qingshan Sect encountered them, they resembled mice confronting cats. Now, it seemed as if they had joined a different sect altogether.
"Bold! To dare speak to us in this manner, it seems the Qingshan Sect no longer needs to exist!" A muscular man shouted angrily, slamming his hand down on the table beside him, shattering it into pieces.
Chen Nan, however, stared back without a hint of fear.
He was wagering that these people dared not offend a Seven Grade Alchemist.
At this moment, Qing Yao stepped forward: "Everyone, please calm down. Since he claims to be a Seven Grade Alchemist, why not let him try?"
"If he dares to deceive us, there's time enough to deal with him later."
Upon hearing this.
The elders from other sects nodded in agreement, finding a way to ease the tension.
