Alchemy Scraps, Trying to Trick Anli Back

After class, Yuan Tuo called Meng Anli to join him.

Meng Anli pulled Lu Yao along and asked him, "Just me?"

Yuan Tuo smiled at her, "Yes, just you."

Lu Yao patted her hand, "Go on your own. I still need to ask my classmates about what the teacher lectured on this afternoon."

"Alright."

Meng Anli had no choice but to let go.

Lu Yao hurried away.

Meng Anli and Yuan Tuo walked out behind her.

Meng Anli curiously asked, "Teacher, in that country where women are supreme, what do the men do?"

"Men, primarily, do farm work and provide the necessary conditions for continuing the family line. However, the queen of that women's country is seeking ways to reproduce without relying on men."

"She's so amazing."

Meng Anli felt a bit of admiration and longing, really wanting to go and see it soon.

But the next moment, a voice that made her both disgusted and vaguely fearful sounded, stirring up hatred in her heart.

"Anli."

Meng Zhao softened his tone.

He was confident that this one call would make Meng Anli come to him.

After all, in the past, she loved it most when he was cold to everyone else but gentle only to her.

She would hold his arm and say, "Every time second brother talks to me like this, I feel like I'm the most special, happiest girl."

Anli was so cute back then.

But looking at her now...

He shook his head and sighed, how did she become like this?

Meng Anli slowly turned around, looking at Meng Zhao, whose tone was gentle but whose eyes were cold. Her fingers curled slightly as she called out distantly, "Young Master Meng the Second."

Meng Zhao's brows subtly furrowed, and he suppressed his emotions, "Anli, don't be willful."

"Willful?"

Meng Anli, no longer afraid due to his shamelessness, was only filled with anger. "Young Master Meng the Second, are you here today to dig out my inner core again?"

Yuan Tuo's expression instantly turned serious, his gaze at Meng Zhao chilling.

So this was the guy who had dug out Anli's inner core.

And he still dared to show up.

And dare to be so presumptuous.

Meng Zhao glanced at Yuan Tuo, then looked back at Meng Anli, "Wanwan already has an inner core, so naturally, she won't dig yours out again."

As he spoke, he forced a smile and reached out to her, a few bottles of pills appearing in his hand.

"Since you mind me digging out your inner core, I'll return these pills to you. I refined them myself, and you used to like them very much. Take these and come home with me."

Meng Anli nodded, "Okay."

Yuan Tuo suddenly looked at her, "Anli?"

Yuan Tuo raised his hand into a claw, and the pills were drawn into his grasp.

"You! Give them back to me..." Meng Zhao reached out to snatch them.

Yuan Tuo looked up coldly, his usual playful demeanor gone, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

This was the kind of killing intent that only a general who had experienced countless battles on the battlefield would possess.

The moment Meng Zhao met his gaze, he felt his blood turn to ice, especially in his neck.

He had no doubt that this man's eyes could kill.

He thought this man, looking so young, was Meng Anli's classmate.

But looking at those eyes now, could he be that legendary master?

Yuan Tuo had no time for his thoughts.

He had already opened the pill bottles, and with just one glance, he disdainfully closed them and threw them back into Meng Zhao's arms.

"I thought they were some amazing pills, but they're just sixth-grade scrap."

He looked at Meng Anli, "Anli, if you want pills, I have a whole pile of twelfth-grade ones."

Mentioning Meng Anli, Meng Zhao regained his confidence.

He returned to his expressionless state, "You are Anli's teacher, and I respect you, but you cannot control Anli's thoughts. She has already agreed to come home with me."

"Don't rush."

Meng Anli, who had been watching the scene unfold, chuckled with a deeply sarcastic glint in her eyes.

"It's simple for me to go back with you. Just return Meng Shiwan's inner core to me, and destroy your own inner core."

"You!"

Meng Zhao felt played and flew into a rage. "How can you be so vicious? Why are you targeting Wanwan like this? Hasn't she suffered enough because of you?"

Meng Anli calmly asked, "May I ask, how has she suffered?"

Meng Zhao instinctively wanted to list Meng Shiwan's misfortunes, but couldn't immediately recall them. After a pause, he said, "She was supposed to study at this academy, but you ruined her reputation and her future."

Meng Anli pouted. "If you were in my shoes, Second Young Master Meng, and you lost your inner core, you'd do even worse than I did."

"You losing your inner core was your own doing! If you hadn't constantly opposed Wanwan, why would I have taken your inner core?"

Meng Anli felt weary. Arguing with these people was pointless; they only engaged in self-brainwashing, shifting all blame onto her without acknowledging their own depravity.

She turned to Yuan Tuo and said, "Teacher, let's go."

Yuan Tuo, with a hint of forbearance, replied, "Alright."

"Meng Anli, you must come back with me!" Meng Zhao moved to grab her.