Something Happened

Downstairs, Yu Xiangyang was nearby talking to Teacher Ye.

Teacher Ye was trying to persuade Yu Xiangyang to be his disciple. He was holding a stack of documents and speaking very sincerely. "With your talents, it's a pity if you don't study to become a potion maker. Could you tell me the reasons why you don't want to learn from me?"

Yu Xiangyang looked away from the laboratory with raised brows. He glanced at Teacher Ye. "No major reason. I just don't like the surname Ye."

"You don't like the surname Ye?" It was the first time Teacher Ye heard someone say that. His brows shot up in astonishment.

The surname Ye was a big deal in the International Association.

The family was second only to the big three.

This was the first time he heard someone claim they didn't like the surname Ye.

Yu Xiangyang grunted, his expression mild. Teacher Ye couldn't see the air of malevolence which had gathered around his lowered eyes.