C612 The Background of the Alchemists' Guild
This made sense.
In the sky above, other than the dozen or so judges.
A middle-aged man with a thin face and a cold expression was sitting beside him.
Ruan Xiude's gaze swept across the other party, and he felt a mountainous pressure surging over.
If one were to look at him for too long, it might even cause one's mind to be injured.
A wave of shock surged in his heart
