Mr. Qiu Shui fell silent.
After a long while, he sighed. "You're right. I can't go back to the Alchemy Master Guild now."
"It's a shame. After a lifetime of success, I've fallen at the hands of Chang Mao and Wenzhu."
"It's all thanks to you this time."
Jiang Chen suddenly asked, "Do you still want to return to the Alchemy Master Guild?"
Mr. Qiu Shui nodded. "The Alchemy Master Guild is the only place I have left to go. But even with me gone, Chang Mao and Wenzhu won't be able to take the President's seat."
"Because I have both the Silver Crown and the President's Badge."
He had spent nearly his entire life at the Alchemy Master Guild in Gambling City. It was his home.
If not for the treacherous plot by Chang Mao and Wenzhu, he would never have hesitated to return to the Alchemy Master Guild.
Of course, the politics at the Alchemy Master Guild ran deep.
Even with his Cultivation at the Martial Arts Sect Ninth Heaven, he still fell victim to a plot.
