When Lin Qi heard Ding Fan's words of gratitude, he felt a bit uncomfortable. In Lin Qi's mind, Ding Fan was a Grade Nine Alchemist, not an ordinary existence. Was the other being so polite to draw a line with him? Lin Qi felt extremely tense and directly interrupted Ding Fan's words, saying:
"Please! Don't be so formal with me! This is what I should do, right? You're the champion of the Great Alchemy Competition, this reward must be delivered to you, and even if you didn't participate in the competition back then, if I, Lin, knew you, I would still have given you this Golden Silk Protective Clothing, hehe..."
It was clear that Lin Qi was subtly trying to please Ding Fan with his words.
