C136 The Alchemy Competition Began.

Min Zhenkang casually glanced at a high platform and saw a number on it.

"Min Zhenkang!"

Just as Min Zhenkang was strolling around, a voice that was filled with gritted teeth came over.

Min Zhenkang did not need to turn his head to know who the source of the voice was.

In this place, other than Ding Heng, no one else would hate him so much.

"Yo, Brother Huang, what a coincidence