Book of Ten Thousand Incantations

Andoine was indeed correct. Lin Li was sitting there for less than ten minutes when the fatty Hoffman walked over with a coquettish smile while holding a wine glass.

"Good evening, Master Andoine, Master Felic."

"Good evening, Hoffman…" How could a seasoned old veteran like Andoine not know what was Hoffman here for? After greeting him with laughter, he stood up from the chair. "You guys have a good talk. I know a few people over there, I'm going over to greet them."

"Then I shan't delay you…" After seeing off Andoine, Hoffman was smiling till his eyes were like two thin lines. "Master Felic, your performance in the afternoon was too wonderful. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I really dare not imagine that such intricate pharmaceutical skills would come from such a young person!"

"You're praising me too much…"