Poor Master Zhao didn't realize until this moment that his every move was as funny as a clown in the eyes of others.
Unfortunately, no one was kind enough to remind him at this time.
In order to ease his embarrassment, Master Zhao took the initiative to change the topic after coughing twice.
"Ahem.
The timing incense has not burned out yet.
Do you plan to continue to refine another elixir?
As a senior in the alchemy world, I allow you to try one more time."
Zhou Yifan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't understand what Master Zhao meant for a moment.
He thought that he was a quasi-alchemist after all.
If he ignored the other party in front of so many people, would it affect the alchemist?
overall image.
So the young man hesitated for a moment and finally answered: "Um, no need."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yifan turned back and glanced at Mu Chuyue, as if he was planning to judge whether his response was correct based on her reaction.
But Mu Chuyue did not open her eyes.
Zhou Yifan had no choice but to turn his head back.
His actions were all caught in Master Zhao's eyes, and he became even more convinced that Zhou Fan was not as good as him.
The senior master's style became even greater at this time.
"Since you plan to give up the opportunity to improve the quality of the elixir, you can't blame me, a senior, for bullying an ignorant junior."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd burst into laughter, and the meaning of ridicule was particularly obvious.
Master Zhao did not doubt his presence, but instead believed that what he said finally had the influence it deserved.
"Now then, take out the refined elixirs and put them on the table together, so that everyone present can compare them and see which ones are better at a glance."
Master Zhao's words were directed at Zhou Fan, sharp and irresistible.
Even though Zhou Yifan was being innocent, he could still understand the harshness in the other party's tone.
How could he continue to maintain the politeness just now?
I just repaid the disregard I received from Master Zhao before.
"OK" Zhou Yifan blinked his big, watery eyes, and there was no impurity in them, but only he knew that he was holding bad water in his stomach.
If Mu Chuyue learns of the little guy's thoughts, he will definitely retract his previous wrong judgment.
This child is so innocent.
He is clearly as virtuous as Xiao Jinyan.
On the surface it looked like nothing, but in fact he was still thinking about something in his heart.
Zhou Yifan responded while spreading his palms, and a transparent crystal bottle was placed on the wooden table indicated by Master Zhao.
With an innocent look on his face, Zhou Yifan raised his little face and shouted to Master Zhao: "Lord Alchemist, the elixir I made has been placed here.
Yours must be better than mine.
After all, this is just your first time."
Master Zhao's mentality was already inflated at the moment.
How could he have thought that there was something behind the young man's words?
Without thinking, he put the Yangyuan Pill in his hand on the tray, and held it blankly without even lowering his head.
Set aside on an empty space on the table.
The bottles that Master Zhao is used to placing elixirs in are not transparent, so this time he chose a tray.
This will also make it easier for people around you to see more intuitively.
He looked around with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Well, great, that's the kind of reaction you want.
What Master Zhao doesn't know is that reality often runs counter to fantasy. xx4911131: