Looking at everyone's strange expressions, Ya Fei smiled somewhat awkwardly and hastily spoke up in explanation.
"Forgive us, everyone. In preparation for today's convention, Mr. Nangong delved into the art of alchemy overnight, going without sleep for several nights. He is simply far too exhausted, which is why he lost his composure somewhat."
Hearing Ya Fei's explanation.
Chemi and the other high-ranking guild figures felt the expressions on their faces grow even stranger, to the point that they could barely suppress their laughter.
Others did not know An Yi's background, but they had personally served as the examiners in charge of testing An Yi yesterday!
With their discerning vision, they naturally saw through An Yi's incomparably unpracticed and even somewhat clumsy movements when refining medicinal materials at a single glance.
That was absolutely something that could only be done by a novice who had just touched a medicinal cauldron a few days ago!
Had he not ultimately relied on that freakish soul perception and god-level fire-control technique to forcefully fuse together those medicinal liquids that were on the verge of being ruined, he wouldn't even have passed the basic test of the first stage!
They simply could not understand why this Dou Wang-class powerhouse with unfathomable strength, who could easily burn Dou Ling to scrap, insisted on using this half-baked alchemy that he had obviously just learned a few days ago to participate in an Alchemist Convention that the entire empire was watching.
Wasn't this deliberately asking to be tormented?
Just as everyone harbored different thoughts.
At the VIP passageway, Xiao Yan and Hai Bo Dong also walked in one after the other.
As soon as Xiao Yan stepped through the door and swept his gaze across the room, his eyelids gave a fierce twitch.
He caught sight of An