Fang Qingnan's face was livid as he roared, "Wen Qingye, you have some nerve! How dare you address my master by his given name?"
Gu Yifeng waved his hand, his gaze burning as he stared at Wen Qingye. "That's right," he said. "I am Gu Yifeng."
"Elder Gu, I've heard that you are a Low-Level Spirit Grade Pill Master. I presume..."
"Wen Qingye, cut the crap!" Fang Qingnan interrupted. "Today is your Hua Peak Master's birthday celebration. Stop playing dumb! This pill, in my opinion, is nothing but a pile of rotten mud." He snatched the pill from Miaoxuan's hand and held it up for the crowd. "Everyone, you are all prominent figures in the Eastern Profound Domain. Take a look! What is this jet-black thing that looks like a Black Mud Pill? Could this be a Dragon Tiger Pill? Now, take a look at the Dragon Tiger Pill my master refined!"
