"Did you all see clearly? The steps Master Gu followed to refine the elixir are exactly the same as what Zhou Yuan described,"
"It seems that the Youren Grass really does need to be added last!"
"Does that mean everything Zhou Yuan said was true?"
"..."
Finally, some people noticed the anomaly, but there were simply too many who believed in Gu He.
Even with the truth before them, they still supported him relentlessly.
After all, anyone with a bit of experience in alchemy knew that Youren Grass must be added last, and how could Zhou Yuan, a mid-level Alchemist, possibly not know this?
Meanwhile, the Zhao Family and others on the square were extremely nervous.
They were eager to send Zhou Yuan on his way, but the Demon Hunter Bureau token held them back from acting rashly.
If Zhou Yuan truly was a senior Alchemist, they would believe it, for a senior Alchemist under thirty is a rare genius in any context.