"Then I'll thank you in advance, President Zhuang. By the way, you're looking for me to refine pills, right?" Lin Yi said, changing the topic.
Zhuang Yifan's heart was filled with joy upon hearing this. He was obviously here to make elixirs, but he couldn't just ask Lin Yi right away. He wanted to show Lin Yi his favor first so that he could ask Lin Yi for help later.
"That's right, this matter is really a little presumptuous. I'm being rude. " Zhuang Yifan quickly nodded.
"Oh? Then what kind of pill does President Zhuang want to refine?" Lin Yi asked.
The pill the man wanted to make was a Mystic pill without a doubt-he was just bluffing about being a Mystic first level, but he really wanted to use this opportunity to try. After all, making seventh level pills was already a piece of cake for him-who knew, he might be able to make a Mystic one too? Then he'd be a true Mystic!
