Mo Dong led the way, so he didn't notice Qin Feiyang's expression. He said, "For now, you can only choose an alchemy room on the first floor."
"Why?" Fatty frowned.
"Because all ninety-nine alchemy rooms on the upper floors are already taken."
"But just like in the Holy Temple, if you fancy an alchemy room, you can challenge its owner."
"If you win, the alchemy room is yours," Mo Dong said.
Fatty curiously asked, "Which floor are you on now?"
Mo Dong replied, "I am on the second floor."
Fatty's face twitched. Ten whole years in the Temple, and he'd only made it to the second floor? Isn't he utterly useless?
Mo Dong turned his head, glanced at Fatty, and asked with a smile, "Are you thinking I'm useless?"
"Me? Thinking that?" Fatty feigned surprise. "Not at all!" He laughed awkwardly.
Mo Dong shook his head, turned around, and continued leading the way, sighing, "The Temple is not as simple as you think."
