"Why has he sped up again?" the newcomer, a young and naive pill refiner, asked.
The more experienced Pill Refiner next to him seemed embarrassed, but replied with seriousness, "What do you know? Earlier, he was taking his time for precision, now he is speeding up. Haven't you seen how fast Zhang Wenxuan is going? Of course, Fang Lin has to catch up, or he'll fall too far behind."
The newcomer pill refiner looked at the older one oddly, but didn't ask any more questions.
At the moment, Fang Lin was indeed speeding up, even outpacing Zhang Wenxuan by a bit.
Of course, to a layman, the movements of both men's hands were incredibly fast, but in the eyes of an expert, Fang Lin's actions were even faster than Zhang Wenxuan's.
However, Zhang Wenxuan was the first to start, so even though Fang Lin sped up later, Zhang Wenxuan still managed to put all the herbs into the pill furnace first.
Bang!
