Face-slapping

Seeing that she was about to leave, Qian Zhengde hurriedly stopped her and said many pleasant words. Jing Yunting was unmoved. She didn't think she was wrong at all, nor did she think that this woman in front of her was a rare alchemist. She said coldly, "Didn't you say you're an alchemist? Why don't you let Uncle Qian test you? If you're really an alchemist, I'll kneel down and kowtow to you three times, but if you're not, how about you kneel down and kowtow three times?"

Chi Shuyan curled her lip. "Sure, but I have another condition. If I really am an alchemist, you need to kowtow to me, but I still want something from your auction house!"

Seeing that the woman in front of her was very confident, Jing Yunting's right eyelid twitched. However, she was feeling extremely indignant in her heart, and didn't listen to Qian Zhengde's urging at all. "Wait, you need to first tell me what pill you want appraised."

"Energy Recovery Pill!" Chi Shuyan said indifferently.