Zhao Ci turned his head and, sure enough, saw a group of familiar faces.
It was the group from the Ninth Prince's Mansion. A large crowd of young people followed behind Zhao Yong, and among them was Zhu Mei, the one who had tried to snatch the Fire Manipulation Pill at the auction house that day.
She was the one who had just spoken.
Hah!
'Not even going to pretend anymore?'
Zhao Ci raised an eyebrow. "Brother Huang, is this how you manage your people?"
Zhao Yong didn't get angry, only saying calmly, "Zhu Mei is an Alchemist hired by our Pill Workshop. If she has offended you in any way, I apologize to Miss Li on her behalf.
"However, please do not be too harsh. After all, the Zhu Family made its name through Alchemy, and they all view the status of an Alchemist as the glory of their family. Their standards for Alchemists are inevitably a bit old-fashioned."
