Under Jiang Chen's intense pressure, Lord Wangu finally agreed to stake his life on a gamble with him.
"If I lose, my life is yours."
Jiang Chen smiled. 'Competing with me in Alchemy Skill?'
'He's just asking for a beating.'
"Alright then. In that case, let's begin."
"If I lose, the Black Fire is yours. If you lose, your life is mine."
Without another word, Jiang Chen began.
Countless people from Guyue City had gathered to watch, yet Jiang Chen remained perfectly calm and composed.
"Haha, you're bound to lose! Your Black Fire is mine!"
Lord Wangu burst out laughing.
Meanwhile, the crowd of onlookers burst into an uproar once more.
Many people pointed in Lord Wangu's direction, gasping in surprise.
"Look! Isn't that Lord Wangu, the son of the Alchemy Master Guild's president?"
"Oh my god, it is him! I heard Lord Wangu is already a Second-Grade Alchemist and an Intermediate Steward."
