The Steward was no fool. For Ye Qingchen to reach the rank of a second-grade Alchemist at such a young age, his future accomplishments would be limitless. Indeed, he was far beyond what a minor steward like himself could ever hope to associate with. The Steward immediately changed his attitude, speaking to Ye Qingchen with a hint of respect, "Please wait a moment, young friend. I will help you count the Spirit Pills right away."
