The middle-aged man said, "Even Mo Wushen was forced by you to run naked. You really are capable!"
Qin Feiyang had his head bowed, seemingly nervous.
"Don't be afraid."
"I'm not here to blame you."
"On the contrary, I am very pleased that the Holy Temple has an alchemy prodigy like you."
"Go and concoct another pill for me to see."
The middle-aged man instructed.
Qin Feiyang pretended to sigh with relief and turned to walk towards the alchemy room.
Just as he turned, a fleeting glint flashed in the depths of his eyes. By now, it can be basically confirmed that this man must be the Hall Master of the Elixir Fire Palace. Because only he had the authority to refer to himself as "this palace."
Of course, it was also possible he was the Hall Master of the Martial Palace, though this probability was not high.
Approaching the pill furnace, Qin Feiyang ignited the pill fire, rapidly concocting a healing pill.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man was instantly energized.
