C1886 Master

"Are you Qin Ming?" One of the two alchemists, the one with the thin eyebrows, gave Qin Ming a disdainful glance before posing the question.

"Yes, I'm Qin Ming. What can I do for you?" Qin Ming responded coolly.

"What can you do?" The thin-eyebrowed alchemist accused, "You killed my disciple. What do you mean, 'what can you do'?"

Killed his disciple?

Qin Ming, puzzled, inquired