âWho is he? Why havenât I seen him before?â
âYeah, same. But heâs so brave to trust that woman?â
Seeing someone respond to Lou Qianxue, Yan Gongqingâs face became as dark as the bottom of a pot. He threatened the young man, âWho are you? Youâve got to think carefully. Do you want to receive that womanâs guidance and compete with me, a second-grade alchemist?â
Ye Zhuixunâs expression remained the same. He slowly walked to Lou Qianxue and said, âQingyun City, Ye Zhuixun. Iâm willing to be guided by Miss Lou to compete in alchemy with Young Master Yan.â
His way of talking belied his immature appearance; his dark eyes were firm, and a serious aura was present all over his body. Seeing that, people didnât even dare to mock him.
Lou Qianxue found it interesting, and she asked, âWhy?â
Ye Zhuixun knew that Lou Qianxue was asking him for the reason he chose to step forward. He answered calmly, âI want to become stronger. I want to become an alchemist. Young Master Yan did not call my name, so I want to try and receive guidance from you.â
Lou Qianxue understood it. âArenât you afraid of failing?â
âYouâre the one whoâll die if I fail, not me.â Ye Zhuixun coldly answered. âBut, I have heard of you in Qingyun City, and I am confident in you, Miss Lou.â
Lou Qianxue had once shown her alchemy skills in the Qingyun Cityâs Alchemy Union. This matter has spread throughout Qingyun City, but few believed it was true.
âI see! Since you have confidence in me, I shall not disappoint you.â Lou Qianxue smiled.
Ye Zhuixun nodded.
The smiling Lou Qianxue calmly looked at Yan Gongqing. âAmong the two of us, one of us has never been in contact with pills, and the other canât refine pills. Naturally, we donât have a pill cauldron. Would Young Master Yan like to provide us with one?â
Yan Gongqing was livid as he clenched his jaw. âYes.â
âBy the way, also get some paper, pen, ink, and inkstone. I will be drawing the alchemy technique for Ye Zhuixun.â With so many people around, there was no way that she would say the alchemy technique out loud. They were unworthy!
Yan Gongqing again became furious. âAre you done?â
âQing Er, give it to her.â Suddenly, an old manâs voice rang out.
It surprised everyone, and they looked toward the entrance. The figure of an old man standing there came into everyoneâs view.
Many recognized him, and their expression changed. They immediately stood up. Those who didnât know the old manâs identity were confused.
âWho is he? Why is everyone so excited?â
Someone slapped him. âIdiot, get up quick! Heâs Master Yan!â
âAh! Master Yan! The fourth-grade alchemist, Master Yan!â
âRight, itâs him!â
Everyone stood up and bowed toward Master Yan.
âMaster Yan.â
âMaster Yan.â
âGrandpa.â Yan Gongqing strode to the entrance. âWhy are you here?â
Master Yan looked at his grandson. When he saw that he was safe and sound, he was relieved. He then looked at Lou Qianxue. âYoung Girl, you sure have a loud voice. We can prepare anything that you need to the best of our abilities. I would like to see how talented you are that you even dare to compete with people from my Yan Family.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Master Yan had been triggered.
Lou Qianxue raised her brows and gave a cold answer. âHow talented am I? The Yan Family alone is not enough to prove it.â
The scarlet-masked young man, who followed Master Yan, sneered. His sharp gaze fell on Lou Qianxue, and he couldnât help but say, âThis girl is indeed not a simple person. The bronze-masked killers didnât die in vain!â