"No... how would I dare..."
Yao Ling hurriedly shook her head as she came back to her senses.
"There's nothing you need to fear. We're fellow clanswomen, after all. I'm not so heartless as to be unreasonable about this."
"Th-Thank you, Mysterious Empress."
Although Yao Wan had said that, Yao Ling truly found it difficult to regard the woman before her as someone her own age.
Ever since Yao Wan had first risen to prominence, no one among their clan's younger generation had ever been comparable to her. It was only natural for such a mindset to become ingrained.
"It's nothing. Just keep working hard like this."
Seeing Yao Ling's eyes filled with reverence, Yao Wan understood that their idle chat could not continue. She was not discouraged by it; she merely patted Yao Ling's shoulder and prepared to let her leave.
"—Right, Xian... where is your acting tower master usually found?"
Yao Wan suddenly called after her.
"The acting tower master? She usually makes regular inspections throughout the Medicine Tower's territory to ensure its daily operations run smoothly."
Yao Ling answered without hesitation.
"Oh, I see. Then I understand. Go on."
Yao Wan waved her off. Watching Yao Ling's retreating figure, she knew that, at least from a purely utilitarian standpoint, such improvement naturally reflected the Medicine Tower's current flourishing and continual development.
Still, she was somewhat surprised by Xiao Yi Xian's movements of late.
Though Yao Wan could not claim to know the Medicine Tower's current scale like the back of her hand, she still had a general impression of it.
It was, after all, an organization uniting the alchemists of the entire Dou Qi Continent. Its scale alone far surpassed that of the former Pill Tower and Yao Clan. Even with everyone managing it, the effort required