"Qingchen, something terrible has happened."
Ye Ying's voice was extremely urgent. Because she had run all the way, her chest heaved dramatically, accentuating her stunning figure.
Ye Qingchen frowned slightly, a bad premonition rising in his heart. Still, he invited Ye Ying inside first, trying his best to speak in a calm tone.
"What's wrong? Don't rush, take your time."
Xiao Xiao obediently brought over some tea. Ye Ying took it and drained it in one gulp, which finally calmed her nerves a little before she answered, "The Alchemist Qualification Competition has been moved up to next week! Registration closes tonight."
"Moved up? Wasn't there still a month to go? Why?" Ye Qingchen couldn't help but ask.
