"Zhiyan, back for alchemy again?" Ling Leng approached and asked as usual.
"Yes, it seems you're all pretty much ready. I'm looking forward to your splendid performance tomorrow," Zhiyan said with squinted eyes, her fair and smooth little face tinged with a smile, invisibly narrowing the distance between her and everyone else.
"I wonder what kind of elixir classmate Zhiyan has been concocting lately. It would be great to just take a glance," a young boy said, staring at Zhiyan with eager eyes and a face full of anticipation.
The other alchemists nodded and fixed their gaze firmly on Zhiyan.
"I'm just dabbling. I wouldn't dare to embarrass myself in front of you all," Zhiyan shook her head and replied modestly.
The corners of the alchemists' mouths twitched, and hearing the phrase "embarrass myself" again, they could not help but feel an urge to crumble. Did this kid really need to belittle them like this?
