Only then did Zhi Han react and quickly put on her veil. Unfortunately, many people had already seen her look. Looking at Zhi Han's slim figure, many people showed a look of pity. The fascination in the eyes of the young disciples disappeared and turned into disgust.
Feeling these gazes, Zhi Han's eyes almost spurted out fire.
"Ling Chuxi, did you do something to the spiritual herbs?" Zhi Han lowered her voice and said through gritted teeth.
Xiang Gaoyuan's spiritual herbs were of unknown origin, and it would definitely affect her reputation, so she deliberately lowered her voice.
"Spirit herbs?" Ling Chuxi was slightly stunned.
Could it be that the spirit herbs she used had been tampered with? Thinking about it, since Zhi Han could refine Supreme grade Saint spirit pills, her level should not be much lower than hers. Logically speaking, even if the furnace exploded, it should not have exploded like this.