Li Chuan walked over to the Mercedes-Benz G-Class and took out the Alchemy Furnace that Nanhua Old Immortal had used.
At the auction, this Alchemy Furnace required three strong men to lift it, but in Li Chuan's hands, it was as easy as pie!
"Cough cough..." Yuan Zhenfeng still had a breath left, staring at Li Chuan in disbelief. If Li Chuan were just an ordinary person, it would be understandable, as an ordinary person has no True Qi and naturally would not be sensed.
However, Li Chuan is also a person of Martial Arts!
Since he is a person of Martial Arts, why couldn't he sense his cultivation level?
"Didn't I just say? What does it matter if a dead man knows who I am?"
Li Chuan casually held the Alchemy Furnace and walked back to his car.
At this moment, Yuan Zhenfeng seemed to recall something, his eyes showing shock and terror as he gasped for air, both shocked and angry: "You are a Cultivator! You are actually a Cultivator!"
