“Who is he? Why haven’t I seen him before?”
“Yeah, same. But he’s so brave to trust that woman?”
Seeing someone respond to Lou Qianxue, Yan Gongqing’s face became as dark as the bottom of a pot. He threatened the young man, “Who are you? You’ve got to think carefully. Do you want to receive that woman’s guidance and compete with me, a second-grade alchemist?”
Ye Zhuixun’s expression remained the same. He slowly walked to Lou Qianxue and said, “Qingyun City, Ye Zhuixun. I’m willing to be guided by Miss Lou to compete in alchemy with Young Master Yan.”
His way of talking belied his immature appearance; his dark eyes were firm, and a serious aura was present all over his body. Seeing that, people didn’t even dare to mock him.
Lou Qianxue found it interesting, and she asked, “Why?”
Ye Zhuixun knew that Lou Qianxue was asking him for the reason he chose to step forward. He answered calmly, “I want to become stronger. I want to become an alchemist. Young Master Yan did not call my name, so I want to try and receive guidance from you.”
Lou Qianxue understood it. “Aren’t you afraid of failing?”
“You’re the one who’ll die if I fail, not me.” Ye Zhuixun coldly answered. “But, I have heard of you in Qingyun City, and I am confident in you, Miss Lou.”
Lou Qianxue had once shown her alchemy skills in the Qingyun City’s Alchemy Union. This matter has spread throughout Qingyun City, but few believed it was true.
“I see! Since you have confidence in me, I shall not disappoint you.” Lou Qianxue smiled.
Ye Zhuixun nodded.
The smiling Lou Qianxue calmly looked at Yan Gongqing. “Among the two of us, one of us has never been in contact with pills, and the other can’t refine pills. Naturally, we don’t have a pill cauldron. Would Young Master Yan like to provide us with one?”
Yan Gongqing was livid as he clenched his jaw. “Yes.”
“By the way, also get some paper, pen, ink, and inkstone. I will be drawing the alchemy technique for Ye Zhuixun.” With so many people around, there was no way that she would say the alchemy technique out loud. They were unworthy!
Yan Gongqing again became furious. “Are you done?”
“Qing Er, give it to her.” Suddenly, an old man’s voice rang out.
It surprised everyone, and they looked toward the entrance. The figure of an old man standing there came into everyone’s view.
Many recognized him, and their expression changed. They immediately stood up. Those who didn’t know the old man’s identity were confused.
“Who is he? Why is everyone so excited?”
Someone slapped him. “Idiot, get up quick! He’s Master Yan!”
“Ah! Master Yan! The fourth-grade alchemist, Master Yan!”
“Right, it’s him!”
Everyone stood up and bowed toward Master Yan.
“Master Yan.”
“Master Yan.”
“Grandpa.” Yan Gongqing strode to the entrance. “Why are you here?”
Master Yan looked at his grandson. When he saw that he was safe and sound, he was relieved. He then looked at Lou Qianxue. “Young Girl, you sure have a loud voice. We can prepare anything that you need to the best of our abilities. I would like to see how talented you are that you even dare to compete with people from my Yan Family.”
Master Yan had been triggered.
Lou Qianxue raised her brows and gave a cold answer. “How talented am I? The Yan Family alone is not enough to prove it.”
The scarlet-masked young man, who followed Master Yan, sneered. His sharp gaze fell on Lou Qianxue, and he couldn’t help but say, “This girl is indeed not a simple person. The bronze-masked killers didn’t die in vain!”