Sowing discord

"Miss zhihan, are you still suspecting that there's a problem with this spirit herb?" Xiang Gaoyuan asked carefully. In his heart, however, he didn't think much of it. The auction had already been screwed up, so who would still care about the broken Saint pill? he really didn't know why she was still holding on to this matter.

"With my alchemy skills, even if the furnace exploded, it wouldn't have exploded like this. There's definitely something fishy about this." Zhi Han subconsciously touched her face and said.

Although she still could not find anything unusual, she felt that there was definitely something wrong with this spiritual herb after combining it with Ling Chuxi's words.

"But I've checked it carefully before. There shouldn't be any problems with this spiritual herb." Xiang Gaoyuan held back his temper and picked up another spiritual herb to take a look.

"Is there really no problem if you can't find it?" Zhi Han said coldly.