Xin Lan: So he's the Little Pill Tower's young master? Xun'er: As long as I live, you will only ever be concubines

"The Ye Family's predicament lies in its failure to nurture successors. The older generation still has high-level seventh-rank alchemists, but the younger generation... leaves much to be desired." Xiao Yan sipped his tea and spoke unhurriedly.

His gaze settled on Xin Lan as he continued leisurely, "For a direct descendant of the family like you, peak fifth rank should be the bare minimum at your age. But you..."

"Have only barely entered the fourth rank."

The young man's smile was warm, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze, yet it sounded piercingly sharp to Xin Lan.

She unconsciously clenched her fingers, her nails digging into her flesh. Blood trickled between her fingers without her even noticing.

She was not lazy. She devoted several times more effort to alchemy than an ordinary person, but talent was something one was born with. If hard work alone could achieve it, geniuses would be everywhere.

"So, coming back to the point, even if I help you through this crisis, what will your Ye Family rely on to maintain its footing over the next few years? At least from what I can see now, each generation of your family's descendants will only be worse than the last."

Xiao Yan blew on the tea leaves and spoke again.

"I... I don't know," Xin Lan murmured softly. Her face was deathly pale, all her earlier arrogance and haughtiness long gone.

Su Qian, on the other hand, revealed a meaningful smile. Seated comfortably on the bench, he leisurely savored his tea without the slightest intention of explaining anything. He gazed out the window. The sky really is blue today...

An old fox like him understood perfectly well. With this brat's personality, if he truly wanted to refuse, he would never even have brought it up and exposed