Giving a few dry laughs, Zong Shou acted like he didn't see the piercing eyes around him, smiling awkwardly, "It is a pill made of Meridian Spirit Grass. I didn't know that Miss Xuanyuan was so good at pill refining. I admire you!"
Who knew that Xuanyuan Yiren would say scornfully, "The medicine formula is correct, but do you know how to refine pills? Do you understand medicinal theory? You didn't really throw all the medicine into the furnace, right? How dumb. If you don't know how to refine pills, then don't waste all these herbs…"
No matter how good Zong Shou's temper was, he still felt furious from all the embarrassment. His face turning solemn as he respectfully bowed to her, "So, it seems like Miss Xuanyuan knows how to refine this Meridian Spirit Pill? I do, in fact, know know nothing about pill making. Please Miss teach me!"