Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Starry night, everything is silent.

The lights in Qin Ming's alchemy room were brightly lit, and a figure suddenly passed by in the distance of the alchemy room, and then disappeared into the dark night.

Qin Ming opened his closed eyes, looked in the direction of the moving shadow, and then closed his eyes again, as if nothing had happened.

"Catch the thief! Catch the thief!" Shouts came from the distance, and the entire silent manor suddenly came to life.

In the chaos, a group of people flew from a distance and flew to Qin Ming's alchemy room.

"Surround the entire manor." An old man wearing green short-sleeves and a square face ordered loudly.

"Yes, elder!"

Groups of warriors responded in unison, dispersed, searched all over the manor, and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

Qin Ming's alchemy room was the focus of attention, surrounded by five martial saints, all holding weapons in their hands.

The servants of the manor were all driven out of the room by these warriors who suddenly rushed in.

"Who are you? This is the Qin family manor and Qianshui Street. The Martial Saint guarding Qianshui Street will be here soon."

"This is the Qin family manor. You have the courage to make trouble here!"

"Don't pull my clothes..."

"..."

Some were frightened, some were disapproving, and some were panicked. All the servants were gathered together. No servant dared to take action, because among the warriors who suddenly rushed in, there was a strong Martial Saint.

Suppressed by his momentum, no one dared to resist.

"Elder, we didn't find it!" A young warrior quickly ran up to the sharp-nosed old man and shouted loudly.

"Did you see the man in black come in with your own eyes?" The old man with the sharp nose stared at the young man and asked loudly.