When Qin Yu reached the very front of the crowd, he saw several young men dressed in white robes arguing with an administrator from the office. Their words were rather heated.
"Have you made enough of a fuss yet?"
Qin Yu had not even figured out what was going on when a familiar figure arrived.
Cao Ying placed one hand on her hip and calmly said:
"The pill wasn't successfully refined. Just replace the person who refined it. If there are any other losses, the Pill Tower will make up for them."
"If you keep making a scene here, your Heavenly Formation Sect can find Alchemists somewhere else in the future."
Huh. I never realized Cao Ying had such a cool side to her.
"Where did you come from? You're even more arrogant than me? Can you represent the Pill Tower?"
Who would have thought that, even when faced with Cao Ying, these men still showed no restraint? The man leading them even pointed at Cao Ying's nose and said something that nearly made Qin Yu's jaw drop.
Good grief. There really are all kinds of oddballs in this world.
'Even more arrogant than me'—aren't things like that usually only muttered behind someone's back?
"Cao Family, Cao Ying. What? Do you have a problem with that?"
"So you're Miss Cao Ying. Since you say that an uncompleted pill can be reassigned, I wonder if you'd be interested in taking on a commission from our Heavenly Formation Sect?"
Only after hearing Cao Ying's name did these men rein themselves in somewhat, and their words became more even-tempered.
Their tone, however, still sounded rather unconvinced.
"Go back and prepare the ingredients. We'll talk when I have time."
Cao Ying replied coldly. Then she folded her arms across her chest and stared straight