Hearing Ye Haochuan's loaded words, Yin Xirou's face instantly flushed all the way to her ears.
But for the sake of her Alchemy, she still forced down the anger in her heart and tried to ask as gently as she could, "How did you know I was working on Gathering Yuan Pills?"
"Isn't that obvious? Every Pill has its own unique smell. You just blew up your furnace, the smell in the room is thick as hell, and it's not like my nose is broken, okay!" Ye Haochuan said, curling his lip.
"You're really a Mysterious Pill Master?" Yin Xirou blurted out in surprise.
"What, don't I look like one?"
Ye Haochuan struck a pose he thought looked cool.
"..."
She'd already guessed as much, but actually hearing it straight from Ye Haochuan's mouth still made her jolt a little.
Since when did Mysterious Pill Masters get this cheap—this kind of unreliable punk was actually a Mysterious Pill Master, and from the looks of it, a pretty high-level one.
