When the alchemist and employees of Saint Forge Workshop walked out bitterly from the shop, they were a little out of sorts.
As an alchemist of the Saint Forge Workshop, his standing in Yong Chang City wasn't any inferior to a Half-Step to Budding Realm expert.
Yet, they were chided moments ago.
And they were calling Saint Forge Workshop trash?
Facing the confrontational group who wasn't willing to show him any respect, the alchemist of Saint Forge Workshop walked back to Saint Forge Workshop with a long face.
"Tsk! Arrogant scumbags. Do they really think we could get our spiritual equipment and elixir pills refined without your Saint Forge Workshop?"
An old man snorted coldly. He looked at the middle-aged man beside him and said, "Let's go back now and get our family to prepare the materials for the master to refine!"
"We've got to get back too and ask our families to prepare the materials!"
"Go!"