While the two alchemists' heads bobbed in determination, Adam raised the furnace lid. A rush of hot hair ruffled his hair and permeated the room with a potent medicinal scent that unclogged their noses and lungs.
With a smirk, he fished ten pills glistening gold under their moist crust and turned to Zhong Fei.
"Proof of my success." He threw them at him and shrugged. "Bring me the materials for the three-star test."
However, where he expected to see a pair of trembling eyes, he only saw them sparkle as the man caught and inspected the pills. His brows rose when Zhong Fei's smile broadened, then narrowed when the man stormed out of the room without a word.
Meanwhile, Xuefeng clenched her fists under her broad sleeves and walked to him.
