Afterward, Queen Medusa swept away.
Hua She'er watched her retreating figure, feeling that even her bearing seemed a little more relaxed.
Turning back into the room, she saw that Han Chen had already risen. A cautious, probing note crept into her voice.
"Little brother, are you all right?"
Han Chen looked at the worried Hua She'er, forced a smile, and waved his hand.
"I'm fine. I'm just a little dizzy. I'll be better in a while. By the way, what pills would you like me to refine, big sister? My seal has been lifted now, so as long as there are enough ingredients, I can refine them."
Hua She'er's eyes lit up when she heard that Han Chen could refine pills for her. She was clearly tempted.
She had originally thought that Han Chen had only said that to get her to plead with Queen Medusa.
Now it seemed he was not as detestable as she had imagined.
Hua She'er gave Han Chen a dazzling smile, then swayed her way over to him.
"There aren't any pills I particularly need, but our Snake-People Tribe has always lacked Alchemists.
"Naturally, pills are scarce too. If it wouldn't be too much trouble, could you refine some pills for our Snake-People Tribe?"
Hearing her ask him to refine pills for the Snake-People Tribe just as he had expected, Han Chen curled his lips where she could not see.
On his face, however, he put on a troubled look. He looked at her and hesitated for a while before slowly speaking.
"I certainly can. It's only a matter of refining a few pills, after all. But, well, I'm sure you know the rules for Alchemists, big sister. These wouldn't be pills for you personally."
With those words, Han Chen not only singled Hua She'er