"Don't!" Ye Feng Yu lowered his voice. He didn't want to startle Ye Qing Luo.
He pulled Zi Ling to retreat by the door and gently frowned as he said. "What an alchemist's greatest taboo is to be disrupted by others, especially when their soul is immersed in refining a pill, the danger is even greater."
Failing to refine a pill is a trivial matter.
What's frightful was if the alchemist injured themselves. What would be more serious was if the alchemist's soul suffered damage while refining a pill.
Zi Ling was so anxious that her fingers fidgeted. "Then what should we do, those people from the Yuchi family are really too overbearing. We won't be able to block them!"
As they were speaking, outside in the courtyard, countless sounds of hurried footsteps already arrived.
The abandoned courtyard's gate sounded loudly with people banging on it.
