Finally, it was time to judge Lin Yuan's pills. At this moment, Meng Jian was feeling apprehensive, even more nervous than when he himself advanced to a mid-level Pill Master.
"If it weren't for Hou Sixian having an old relationship with me, how could I have come here to listen to Liu's nonsense?" Meng Jian sat on the chair, feeling his heart pounding wildly.
"Alas! If Lin Yuan barely manages to produce fifteen pills, for the sake of my dignity, I will allow him to advance to a Pill Master. The way this is going, it's as if I'm being roasted over a fire." Thinking this, Meng Jian couldn't help but blush: "I never thought that after competing with old Liu for so many years without losing ground, I would falter on this matter instead."
"No way. No matter what, I must acknowledge Lin Yuan as a Pill Master, even at the cost of my reputation. This has to be done." Meng Jian shook his head and signaled the attendant to wait a moment.
"Lin Yuan." Meng Jian waved Lin Yuan over.
