A Third-Grade Pill?

"Mr. Harris, how come you're here so quickly? Why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could have sent someone to pick you up?"

Hearing this, Freddy narrowed his eyes and glanced at Oliver for a while.

Freddy snorted and said, "Oliver, you don't have to say this. There's no way I'm going to show you any mercy during this annual inspection. If you can't pass the inspection this time, your association's demotion is bound to happen!"

Hearing this, the expression on Oliver's face changed slightly, but he didn't panic as Freddy had imagined.

Freddy raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Oliver, you're quite calm this time. It seems that you've made enough preparations for this year's annual inspection."

After smiling politely at Freddy, Oliver said, "Since the annual inspection is inevitable, then of course I need to make sufficient preparations. At least, I can't let the Alchemy Association be demoted because of this."