"Yes, yes, there is indeed such a thing." Although fan xingran wanted to cry, he did not dare to ignore the girl's question, so he quickly replied.
"I also heard that there will be an alchemy conference at the myriad pill gathering, right?" The girl asked.
"Y-yes, there is an alchemy conference." Fan xingran continued to nod and answer.
"That's good. I want to attend the alchemy conference. Help me arrange it." As soon as the young girl finished speaking, her figure had already appeared in the carriage. Her speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye.
"This, this, my authority is limited, I'm afraid it'll be a bit difficult." Fan xingran was shocked by the girl's ghostly movement and said in fear.
"So you're saying that you can't help?" The young girl looked at him coldly, as if she was looking at an ant, the kind of ant that could be crushed to death at any time.
