"Don't be bothered by what they say. Hurry up and condense the pill." Lou Qianxue urged Ye Zhuixun to continue. She then looked at Master Yan and coldly smiled. "I'm despicable? I have disturbed Yan Gongqing's state of mind? I caused his tripod to explode? Is this how you distort the facts as a master?"
"You! Wretch, you dare to rebut me?"
"Why not?" Lou Qianxue asked. With the memory of the Alchemy God, a fourth-grade alchemist was not even worth her attention. "From the beginning to the end, I was only teaching Ye Zhuixun. Did I ever say anything bad about Yan Gongqing? Since I did not talk about him or talk to him, how could I disturb his state of mind?"
