The person speaking was Doctor Du Zemu.
Basking in the pleasure of his recent chat with the witch, the young scholarship student had completely forgotten that he was currently in Doctor Du Zemu's small courtyard. Naturally, he had also overlooked the little courtyard's owner who had conditionally reserved his silence.
Jiang Yu seemed startled by Doctor Du Zemu's sudden commendation too, but her reaction was much less noticeable than the young wizard's.
"You didn't think so just now," the witch glanced at the doctor and remarked with a smirk, "You said that without absolute certainty, one shouldn't take risks. Changing your views so rapidly is not what a true Alchemist should do."
Doctor Du Zemu obviously hadn't expected the witch to challenge him, and he found himself speechless. Seeing his predicament, Constantin, who had been standing by, went forward a few steps, took the paper box from Zheng Qing's arms, and then began walking towards the nearby small building.
