"Nian Bing, can you take a break first?" A gentle voice startled Nian Bing from his study of the magic formation. Looking up, he realized that, at some point, both Guild President Long Zhi and Long Ling had appeared by his side. He quickly stood up and sheepishly said, "I'm sorry, President, I was very engrossed."
Long Zhi smiled gently. "It's okay, that is a good thing. Ling'er told me about your situation. Could you make a scroll for me to see? I don't understand, even though your magic power is not weak anymore, there is still a significant difference between you and me. Why is your success rate so high when making scrolls?"
Nian Bing shrugged helplessly, "I don't understand this issue either. Let me make one. You are an authority in the magic world, perhaps, you can find the key to the problem. Unfortunately, I've run out of white scrolls."
