Chapter 770: The Royal Alchemy House?

The young man flinched. Daven Walker flipped out his badge and let the seal gleam-Royal Senior Alchemist. "Look closely." The youth hurriedly clasped his hands. "I didn't realize you were a master alchemist. My apologies." "The Innate Eight Trigrams on this spirit turtle already belonged to the Royal Alchemy House," Daven said. "You still planning to force a purchase?" Cold sweat beaded on the young man's brow. Everyone knew the Royal Alchemy House was imperial. Who dared rob the imperial? He...