Will It Be a Little Better?

Second level, Four Seas Building.

Xiao Ruyan lightly bit her lip; the tips of her hair carrying sweat beads about to drip at any moment as she had a very strained look.

With a puff, a cloud of green smoke appeared in the medicinal cauldron. Evidently, a furnace of useless pills was refined.

"Why? Where is the problem?!"

Xiao Ruyan used the back of her hands to wipe away the sweat on her forehead as she looked restless with anxiety.

"Second Miss, better not force it. This Vast Tuber Essence Stimulating Pill has already been confirmed as a medicinal pill that cannot be refined. Even Family Head can't refine it. Second Miss . . ." Manager Tong consoled her by the side.

Xiao Ruyan's eyes welled up with tears, but it stubbornly refused to flow out.