"Are you here to check on the Family Head's illness?"
Hearing Fang Han's words, Fang Shuchou couldn't help but be startled.
Then he frowned and looked at Mo Wangchen, "Thank you for your kindness, Little Fellow Ji. However, the Family Head was afflicted by a curse from the Cold Martial Land, which has caused his cultivation to regress. Even Elder Hai has no solution..."
Obviously, it wasn't that he was unwilling to trust Mo Wangchen.
But the Curse Power from the Cold Martial Land was too troublesome, even the Alliance Hierarch of the Alchemist Alliance couldn't resolve it.
What solution could a youth like Mo Wangchen, who is only in his twenties, possibly have?
"Hehe, since I am here, I should at least take a look," Mo Wangchen said with a smile.
He naturally understood that the other party probably saw him as too young, which led to a bit of disdain.
But Mo Wangchen didn't mind, as this was human nature after all.
"This..."
