Forty-Five Percent

Xiao Xiao's laugh wasn't false. She really did find it amusing.

Well, in the world of alchemists, laymen often made fools of themselves. Alchemists had been used to it.

But what Jiang Chen had said sounded funny even to a layman, let alone Xiao Xiao.

"Do you know that if what you said is true, you're already a top-level alchemist master in the Fire Field?"

Xiao Xiao stopped laughing and asked him, "Master, how old are you?"

"Sometimes, one's foresight decides how far he could go," Jiang Chen said seriously.

The smile faded from Xiao Xiao's face, not because she agreed with Jiang Chen, but because she was irritated.

"I guess you won't shed a tear until you see your own coffin. My master will prove you're lying when he arrives. You better watch out!" Xiao Xiao shouted in a cold voice.

In such a case, the steward of the chamber of commerce was the most embarrassed person there.