Upon hearing Hua Tianyi's words, Zhao Yue's expression turned extremely ugly, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Hua Tianyi was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "What's wrong? Has something gone wrong?"
"Something has indeed gone wrong," Zhao Yue said. "That Lin Xuan isn't cheating; he is truly a Fourth-Grade Alchemy Master."
Hua Tianyi rolled his eyes and frowned. "How is that possible? I've said it before: no one can produce a Fourth-Grade, high-grade elixir in a single hour." He scoffed, "I can't even do it, so how could he?"
Zhao Yue sighed. "I didn't believe it either, but recent events have forced me to." He then recounted the story of the Supreme Hall selling elixirs.
