Chapter 85

aishan was struck by lightning. His eyes widened in disbelief, almost popping out of their sockets. If this elixir was truly refined by Zhao Ping'an, then what chance did he have to compete"Impossible... Jia Sidao.< Upon hearing this.>All present had thoughts of their own.Zhao Ping'an quietly let go of the air he had just raised, nodded slightly, and accepted Lao Han's kindness."Are you Zhao Ping'an"...