Huang Ling didn't return to his office until late, his facial features looked more weathered than usual, likely a result of exhaustion. When he said he had to run errands, he was likely downplaying their significance out of convenience.
"Little Brother, I trust you've had a productive day?"
There was a touch of expectation written on his face as he muttered these words. Having already enquired with the other Alchemists earlier, he was aware that his little brother had been furiously acquiring ingredients and spent the whole day in his refining room.
"Ah, you could say that." Michael replied sheepishly.
"Why are you in a new set of clothes? Did you fail a few times?"
Noticing the set of robes that looked to be two sizes too big, Huang Ling asked with a hint of amusement in his eyes, washing away some of the exhaustion that was previously there.
