The robed Alchemist's sudden outburst stunned everyone present.
All eyes turned toward him, as though seeking to understand why he had raised such doubts.
Feng Mei's expression darkened, and she snapped, "Everyone watched the entire alchemy process. It was perfectly clear whether Mr. Jun cheated. Why are you slandering him?"
"Slandering him?" The robed Alchemist sneered. Staring at Jun Wangchen, he said gravely, "First, this brat is only an Apprentice Alchemist, second rank, yet he produced pills with Pill Veins, something that requires at least a Prospective Master Alchemist, third rank. That alone is suspicious.
"Second, he spent far too little time refining them. Even a Prospective Master Alchemist, third rank, might not be able to produce ten pills with Pill Veins in half an hour.
"Finally, and most importantly, he actually put in four medicinal herbs at once to extract their essences. That means he divided his attention four ways. Even a Grandmaster Alchemist would probably struggle to do that.
"All of this proves that he couldn't possibly have refined those ten pills with Pill Veins himself. He must have cheated."
Hearing this, the surrounding Alchemists and members of the Feng Collateral Branch narrowed their eyes. They all found his argument quite reasonable.
Feng Mei faltered, unable to refute the robed Alchemist's claims.
She was absolutely certain that Jun Wangchen had refined those ten pills, but she could not prove his innocence. His speed and the quality of his pills far exceeded those of other Alchemists at his level, making suspicion all too easy.
"Before I met you, my intelligence came in black and white. After meeting you, it all went black. Honestly, I think you're like two pigs, because one pig isn't enough to describe how stupid you are." Jun Wangchen glanced at the robed Alchemist and spoke