Xuanyuan Dingguo and the others all stared at Ling Han, their faces filled with surprise.
'Yi, the direction of your surprise is wrong, right? What I'm telling you is about the Demonic Rat.'
"I do know a bit about formations, but—"
"Heavens, you're proficient in alchemy and formations, so why don't you just go to the heavens while you're at it!" Xuanyuan Dingguo mocked.
"What, he can concoct alchemical pills?" Qin Xinghuo and the others were even more stunned. They looked at Xuanyuan Dingguo, then looked at Ling Han.
Only then did Xuanyuan Dingguo realize that he had let the cat out of the bag. He hurriedly laughed and said, "Tsk, the weather is quite nice today."
"Xuanyuan, don't change the topic!" Yin Xiujing rebuked delicately.