The steward couldn’t help but blush after hearing the words. Even he felt the test question was far too unreasonable, leaving him unable to muster a rebuttal. Hearing even Jiang Beiran say so, the crowd below immediately jeered.
“Hah! So this is the Alchemists’ Guild of the Hidden Moon Sect? Resorting to such questions just to make things difficult—why not just say outright you don’t want to give out the reward?”
“Exactly! What kind of alchemist capable of purging toxins from a half-finished pill would even bother with your little event?”
“This is hilarious. I’ll have to spread the word—the Hidden Moon Sect’s Alchemists’ Guild is just a bunch of cheats.”
At the front of the crowd, Yu Guimiao didn’t understand why purging toxins from that pill had provoked such anger, but she knew her senior brother had been treated unfairly. So she also raised her hand and shouted, “Yeah!
Exactly!”
Hearing Yu Guimiao’s voice among the crowd, Jiang Beiran suddenly frowned and swept his gaze toward them.
‘Tsk… why are the Five Golden Flowers here?’
He was certain they hadn’t followed him in—otherwise, he would’ve noticed long ago. That meant they must’ve coincidentally arrived while he was wholly focused on refining the pill.
‘What a cursed fate…’