"Please don’t experiment on living humans, especially the Pam descendants. We only need the response of the test subjects." Qian Jin sighed. "You’d better do it with white mice."
Swit Lei nodded while in his heart he was complaining. "Come on! It is called necessary sacrifice! People should be proud of themselves to contribute to the noble practice of Mystic Pharmaceuticals! Never mind, it’s your potion! Whatever you say!"
Along the stairs, Qian Jin climbed out on the ground. In the fresh air, he stretched himself. Fortunately, the process was simplified and well-illustrated in the recipe. Otherwise, he might not have succeeded as he was an apprentice.
"Qian..." Swit Lei thought for a while and asked out, "Grandmaster?"
"Grandmaster?" Qian Jin was shocked by this intimidating title. He turned around and waved. "No, I am not a master. I am just an apprentice."
