Imparting Techniques

While Alchemist Ren was trembling at the list of papers, Jiang Ming clasped his hand in joy.

"Alright, let's head back to the refinement room, Little Ren. I don't have all day to waste with you." Jiang Ming said, urging him to walk back to the room that he had just come out from. 

Alchemist Ren wanted to cry in pain, but there were no tears coming out of his eyes. He didn't even dare to utter a single sound to refuse his request. 

As for Chau Zhimen, he was already lost in his own world. 'Hahaha, the respectful Senior Ren is completely submissive to a scoundrel. What could go wrong?'

"I'll return to the first floor and continue my duty, Jiang Ming." Chau Heung said. She was not an alchemist so she couldn't even assist them in anything.

Perhaps, if she were to understand alchemists and understand the properties of each herb, then maybe she would have insisted on staying and assisting them. 

Jiang Ming nodded his head.