Watching the smile emerge on Zhang Fei Xuan's face, Wang Qizheng was somewhat perplexed. As he got dragged along by Zhang Fei Xuan, he couldn't help but marvel, "How odd, that bunch with no skills trying to pass on the Human Elixir Technique. They can't even raise the Pill Fire, how could they refine elixirs with Ordinary Fire?"
Zhang Fei Xuan nodded absentmindedly, "Yeah, after all, it's the Human Elixir Technique. Whether they can master it or not is another matter, but it's always good to start learning."
"You finally said something sensible... Hey, hey, hey, why are you yanking so hard? What, afraid I'm gonna run off or something?"
Wang Qizheng felt his wrist being squeezed tightly and became uncomfortable, so he shook off Zhang Fei Xuan's hand.
Zhang Fei Xuan turned around with a smile, "Sorry, I got excited."
"Your smile is freakin' creepy, I can't stand it."
