Ji Meng was a little dumbfounded. When did alchemists become so accommodating? He still remembered that he had once asked Liang Wenyu to help him refine a second-grade medicinal pill, and besides promising to pay a large sum of money, he had prepared all the materials himself. Even so, he waited for more than a month before Liang Wenyu was free to help him.
Yunxiao refused, "It's too much trouble, and Jia Rong is easier to command. Please help me call him out, Master Liang."
Easier to command?
Ji Meng, "..."
He was sweating all over and thought to himself that this boy really did not know the height of the sky. Fortunately, Liang Wenyu was in a good mood now. But, if this boy pushed things too far, he would soon be kicked out of here.
Liang Wenyu was struck dumb, too, and he said hesitatingly, "This... don't you think this is not so appropriate?"
