Award 1

"Hahahaha, Fifth Sister, how is it? Does it feel good to be slapped in the face!"

Feng Yunqi had his hands on his hips as he burst into laughter.

She was indeed his boss. She shocked everyone and slapped them in the face without saying anything.

"Humph, she's just lucky. I don't believe that the remaining two bottles of medicine can improve talent!"

Feng Yunying tightened her grip on the handkerchief and said stubbornly.

Jun Mohuang was a piece of trash who couldn't even recognize medicinal materials. It was impossible for her to really produce medicine that could improve talent.

She must have been lucky!

"Yes, there are still two bottles of medicine left. It's too early to say who will win and who will lose."

Su Zhiyu snapped out of her shock and closed her mouth.

Fury flashed across her cold and beautiful face. She had never lost her composure like this in front of everyone.