"What do you think the Chamber of Commerce certification means?"
Earl Campbell glanced at him, remembering the cause of death of his lover's remaining son, feeling somewhat angry. He snorted, forced a cold smile through gritted teeth:
"It's something the Three Magic Potions can't obtain for now. Of course, it's not to say the Three Magic Potions have issues. At least, it hasn't killed anyone yet, which means the problem isn't too significant.
But who asked the Lancaster Chamber of Commerce's Three Magic Potions to not get the Chamber's certification in advance?"
Earl Campbell's words didn't directly target the Three Magic Potions, but every word revealed a deep sense of distrust and rejection towards it.
Kael shook his head again and asked, "Earl Campbell, may I ask, is the Chamber of Commerce the producer of the magic potions?"
"Of course not."
"Are they the researchers and developers of the magic potion theories?"
"The vast majority are not."