As his voice faded, the courtyard fell silent.
Seeing things were taking a bad turn, Zhao Ping excused himself and left.
CRACK!
Li Hong's fingers clenched into a fist, his eyes burning with resentment.
"That brat actually ruined my plans!"
Tributor Li's words had just raised his hopes, but before he could even act on them...
Meng Qingxuan had actually left.
As a Steward of Jinyun Valley, he had the perfect excuse to get close to and protect her. Once she left, what chance would he have?
"A Tier Two Elixir!"
Tributor Li, surrounded by a Mountain of Books and Sea of Knowledge, fell silent for a moment. He let out a long, turbid breath and gave a bitter laugh, a sense of powerlessness washing over him.
"I was forty-nine when I refined my first Tier Two Elixir! I still remember how overjoyed I was."
"Yet to this day, I've only mastered a mere four or five types of Tier Two Elixirs."
Tributor Li closed his eyes, emotions churning within him.
