Zhang Menglong didn't lower his voice, and immediately, quite a few people turned their heads. Some were disdainful, some angry, but most were mocking.
"Do you know who that is up there? That's Master You Ke!"
"Hey, don't laugh at Brother Zhang. He's from a great Level One Civilization, and they don't have Alchemists there, so it's quite normal he doesn't know."
"True, true, can't blame the ignorant!"
"Don't go too far!" As Zhang Menglong's loyal friend, Ireel couldn't help but stand up for him. "Even if Brother Zhang doesn't know about Alchemists, does that give you the right to act this way?"
The onlookers, hearing that Zhang Menglong was just a clueless guy from a Level One Civilization, immediately looked away. Turned out he was just some country bumpkin who knew nothing, so it wasn't surprising he would say such attention-grabbing things.
