Lin Yuan finished speaking, and the scene fell into silence.
Everyone was utterly shocked by Lin Yuan's words. Without confidence, how could he dare to speak so directly?
Pan Ren was immediately overwhelmed by Lin Yuan's aura, stepping back half a pace, feeling a piercing sting from his opponent's sharp gaze.
"In front of so many people, how can I lose momentum? This young man must be pretending, trying to scare me. Today, I must unveil this person's hypocrisy and see for myself."
Pan Ren kept adjusting his breath in his mind, finally calming his spirit and composing his expression.
"No matter how well you pretend, you can't make mid-grade Five Qi Pills." Pan Ren sneered, a malicious glint in his eyes.
"Heh." Lin Yuan let out a laugh in exasperation.
"What are you laughing at?"
Bang! Crack.
Lin Yuan slammed the table leg, breaking it directly, and threw it onto the table.
The small table now had one leg missing but still stood steadily.
