"Girl, I wouldn't call myself shameless, I'm merely following the regulations of the Alchemists Guild."
A smug expression appeared on Inky Simmons's face.
"You!"
Jovie Lee was infuriated.
"Jovie dear, why get angry with an old man... His heart might not be so good, if you accidentally stress him out, we might end up paying a lot of money."
Wyatt Barnes grabbed Jovie's hand, gently squeezed her palm to soothe her.
Jovie took a deep breath, looking puzzled at Wyatt.
Wyatt glanced at the stunned Inky Simmons with a sly smile.
Thinking of taking his business?
"Help me register, I want to post a task."
Wyatt looked at the young girl standing next to Inky Simmons.
The girl hesitated, looking at the old man.
"He is now a guest of our Alchemists Guild, once you've registered, hand the task over to me."
Inky Simmons nodded to the girl.
However, when he heard Wyatt's task, the smile on his face froze.
"100,000 USD, craft three Phosphorus Fire Pills."
Phosphorus Fire Pill?