"What did you say?" Hanuoke heard Zuo Liu's words, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine, "You're not kidding me, are you? A Martial Artist at the peak of God-breaking can create a Saint Grade Elixir?"
"Believe it or not, I don't have time to argue with you," Zuo Liu was a bit displeased, "That master, though young, has hidden talents and fame deeply. If his alchemy technique is second, no one in the Stigma Continent would dare to say they are first!"
"Is your evaluation of him really that high?" Hanuoke and Zuo Liu had known each other for tens of thousands of years. He was extremely strict, especially with his students, and rarely praised anyone. It was the first time he heard Zuo Liu use so many compliments to describe a person.
