C1779 Apologize!

Most of the alchemists here sported just two leaves on their chests, but Qin Ming, seated at the forefront, was distinguished by three. Despite the numerous empty seats around, inexplicably, not a single Heavenly Pill Master had shown up yet.

Unconcerned with the martial cultivators' curious gazes, Qin Ming closed his eyes to meditate.

"Who's that guy?"

"I'm not sure