At the Dan Wu Academy, alchemy instructors had their own personal pill refinement chamber. Of course, Feng Ruoqing was not an exception.
Feng Ruoqing's pill refinement chamber had a very well-planned layout. All sorts of medicinal herbs were categorized and stored neatly.
In the center of the chamber was a red-colored pill cauldron. With Ye Yuan's judgment, he could obviously tell with a glance that this pill cauldron was a superior-grade Tier 2 pill cauldron. Most likely, there was no better one than this among the alchemy instructors in the Dan Wu Academy. However, a pill cauldron like this was worthless to Ye Yuan.
Ye Yuan pursed his lips and found a place to sit down.
That scene happened to have caught Feng Ruoqing's eyes, suddenly making her feel irritated.
"It seems like you despise my Red Lotus Cauldron?"
"Ah? This cauldron? Not bad, not bad. Haha." Ye Yuan laughed it off.
