"Everyone, there's no need to be so polite. This is just a coincidence." Ling Chuxi was not proud of her achievements and instead said humbly.
Seeing the calm and composed smile on her face, the cultivators had a better impression of her, and they also had more respect. This was the true style of a master.
Not to mention anything else, just based on Ling Chuxi's indifference but not losing any cordiality, she was much better than Alchemist Zhi Han, who always had a straight face and pretended to be arrogant.
Thinking of this, everyone thought of another problem. Just now, Zhi Han's furnace exploded and she was also knocked out on the ground. They didn't know how she was now.
He looked in zhihan's direction and saw Xiang Gaoyuan, Jing Ziyu, and the others rushing up the stage anxiously. They carried zhihan off the stage in a flurry and sent her to the Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce for emergency treatment.