Lin Xiaoxia narrowed her eyes.
Her gentle face appeared utterly nonaggressive, like a flower bud waiting to bloom.
"Oh, is that so?"
Lin Xiaoxia parted her red lips slightly. "This humble woman would also like to know exactly whom Xue Renlong suspects—surely this humble woman is not among them...?"
Xue Mantang's expression shifted as she lowered her head slightly. "The Medical Department envoy holds an incomparably noble status. This old woman would not dare overstep her bounds."
Lin Xiaoxia continued exchanging pleasantries with a smile.
It looked like a perfectly harmonious scene.
Yet beside them, Xu Huanjun's face was gloomy, and a chill ran through his body.
Lin Xiaoxia was an envoy of the Medical Department. She had brought the technology for artificial pestilences, and her personal capabilities were terrifying. With her status as a Lead Surgeon, she had suppressed the entire upper echelon of Northern Biopharmaceutical.
This should have been a good thing, but Xue Mantang was deeply dissatisfied with Lin Xiaoxia. Put simply, Lin Xiaoxia was controlling the entire Xue Clan and the whole Northern Lands on behalf of the Medical Department.
That was something Xue Mantang absolutely did not wish to see. It was precisely for this reason that she had constantly been playing a game against the envoys representing the Medical Department.
Xu Huanjun, however, was not such a pure family loyalist. He had only one thought: to survive this transformation of the world.
The Medical Department, the Chengyun Dynasty—his reason for banding together with others was simply to survive more easily. Nothing more.
The Alchemy Conference officially began.
The hall had been divided into individual alchemy rooms.
Even for the preliminaries, these alchemists and pharmacists had been vetted by the organizing committee before receiving their qualifications to compete.
It could be said that nearly