Chapter 1399 Fang Yitian, the Lord of the Young City
"I'm not qualified?"
Hearing Mo Wangchen's words, An Xu couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, and then a sneer appeared on his face, "What a loud tone, I wonder which family you are from?"
Not to mention anything else, just at his current age, he can have attainments in alchemy of the first level of the Holy Order.
With such talent and potential, it can be said that An Xu is proud enough to surpass many proud men of his generation.
Now, he was being treated coldly by a little-known nobody. How could An Xu bear this tone in his heart?
"This has nothing to do with you, and I don't need to explain it to you."
Mo Wangchen shook his head. Naturally, he would not reveal his name and identity. In his opinion, there was no need for him to say anything more to An Xu.
If the other party was really stubborn, he wouldn't mind and would solve it easily.
Ling Yu, who was following Mo Wangchen, was silent at the moment. An Xu had some impressions. She had heard people talk about it once or twice. This is the young master of the An family in the land. With the first rank of the Holy Order
His attainments in alchemy are enough to be called the number one genius in the alchemy world.
However, even so, in front of a true young king like Mo Wangchen, An Xu was not enough.
You know, even the three divine envoys of the Tianshen Clan were killed by Mo Wangchen. Such strength is enough to rival all the emperors and figures in the world.
Not to mention that An Xu was just a small first-grade alchemist of the Holy Order. Even if he was a third-grade or fourth-grade alchemist, in front of Mo Wangchen, he had no pride at all.
"What? You sound so arrogant, but you don't even dare to reveal your name?" An Xu sneered.
"Noisy!"
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly and said no nonsense to the other party. He swung his big hand in the air, and an invisible wave of air suddenly blew An Xu away.
"Bang!"
He leaned back and fell hard on the wooden chair at the back of the hall. The wooden chair was immediately smashed to pieces.
"Be bold!"
In the hall, two old men suddenly became furious. They were masters of the An family and elders responsible for protecting An Xu.
When they came to Fang's house this time, they didn't expect that someone would dare to attack the young master in front of them.
"Shut up!"
Mo Wangchen turned his eyes away and immediately took action again, slapping his palm twice in the air.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Immediately, only two clear crisp sounds were heard in everyone's ears, and the two elders of the An family had clear slap marks on their faces.
"you!"
Both of them were stunned, but when they reacted, they did not dare to show any arrogance anymore, and panic appeared in their hearts.
You know, both of them have the cultivation level of the demigod. If the two of them join forces, they are almost invincible under the quasi-god.
However, today, a young man raised his hand and slapped them twice. Such a method immediately shocked the two of them. At the same time, they were frightened in their hearts. Could it be that this young man was still a powerful quasi-god?
Can't succeed?
"Um?"
In the hall, the scene suddenly became quiet at this moment. Everyone frowned, realizing that Mo Wangchen's strength was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
However, in front of them, and still in the Fang family hall, Mo Wangchen took action without saying a word. Mo Wangchen's actions undoubtedly made many people unhappy.
"My little friend, if you do this, you really don't give my Fang family face."
After a brief silence, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and the next moment, a figure flashed out of thin air.
This is a middle-aged man, with eyebrows like swords and eyes like eagles, staring at Mo Wangchen, giving people a sharp and intimidating feeling.
"Young City Lord!"
Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man, Fang Muzhou was suddenly shocked, and at the same time he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
At this point, with his status, it is no longer enough to control the situation, but if the Young City Lord takes action, everything will be resolved.
The man was none other than Fang's eldest son, Fang Yitian!
"Young City Master, please forgive me. I have no ill intentions towards the Fang family." Mo Wangchen cupped his hands and could clearly feel the divine power of the Great Dao faintly emanating from Fang Yitian's body.
Obviously, the other party is also a master who has entered the quasi-god realm.
However, in front of Mo Wangchen, with Fang Yitian's strength, there should be no threat.
But if he wanted to borrow the magic circle in the city, he would have to get the Fang family's approval, so he was so polite and didn't want to have any conflicts with the Fang family.
"Young City Master, this person injured my young master, you must make the decision for us."
The two old men from the An family also reacted and hurriedly helped An Xu up, who was coughing up blood and fell to the ground. With Fang Yitian present, they were not afraid that Mo Wangchen would dare to continue messing around.
However, being slapped for no reason, and the young master was also injured, Anjia could not swallow this feeling no matter what.
"If he had spoken politely to me, why would I have hit him? It's all his own fault." Mo Wangchen said calmly.
"Young friend An Xu is a genius in our alchemy world. He has reached the first level of the Holy Order at such a young age. He came to the Fang family here to treat the old city lord. You hit someone, do you want to end the matter?
"?" In the hall, an old man who was also an alchemist snorted coldly.
"I beat An Xu, does it have anything to do with you? Or are you just a lackey of the An family, trying to stand up for them?"
Mo Wangchen turned his eyes away, looked at the other party indifferently, and sneered in a very rude manner, "Besides, how can An Xu, a small first-grade alchemist of the holy rank, be able to help the old city lord's injury?
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"I heard from my little friend that he doesn't even take a first-grade holy alchemist in his eyes. Moreover, he is so young and yet he sounds so arrogant. This is the first time I have seen him. Is there any way you can cure the old city lord's injuries?
"?" A holy doctor snorted coldly.
"Before checking the old city lord's injury, I am naturally not 100% sure that he can be cured, but if I can't do anything, it will be even more impossible for you people." Mo Wangchen smiled disdainfully.
"You are really arrogant to the extreme, I don't know what to say!"
Someone immediately couldn't help it anymore and started shouting. This was also a highly respected holy doctor. He glared at Mo Wangchen, and then looked at Fang Yitian and said, "Young City Lord, this guy is so disrespectful to me."
Wait, if we don’t blast him out of Fang’s house, the old city lord’s injuries, please forgive me, I and others will be unable to do anything!”
"Yes, the Fang family must give us an explanation!" Someone took the lead, and many people also stood up and looked at Mo Wangchen with evil eyes.