"So, you should go. I will explain everything to the Elders myself."
Is she really letting me go?
Chen Chang'an couldn't understand.
Yet he didn't leave, instead he said:
"Perhaps I can help with the problem that's troubling you."
"You?" Wang Shiyu suspiciously scrutinized Chen Chang'an from head to toe, his ragged clothes and unstable steps inciting her anger: "Little thief, are you trying to trick me?"
"Look at this, young lady." Instead of getting angry over Wang Shiyu's hostility, Chen Chang'an merely extended his palm in front of her eyes.
In the center of Chen Chang'an's palm, a faint green smoke was fluctuating and swirling.
"Elixir Qi?!"
When Wang Shiyu looked at Chen Chang'an's outstretched palm, she exclaimed in shock: "Is this Elixir Qi made from the Immortal Herbs?!"
"Exactly." Chen Chang'an grinned and nodded. It seems the young lady isn't completely ignorant.