Before Maotai crawled out of the Alchemy Cauldron, Lin Ge hurriedly took out a set of black suits and threw it over.
"Put it on," he commanded.
If he were any slower, the plump Uncle Maotai would've lunged at him.
This suit was a spare stored in the Space Ring, intended for occasional wear in the shop, but he never expected it to be used in this kind of situation.
While Maotai was struggling to put on the suit, Lin Ge was reviewing every detail of the refining process in his mind, trying to figure out where things went wrong.
Lier still had her eyes closed, standing behind him.
"Mr. Lin Ge, is it, is it okay now?"
Lin Ge glanced at Maotai, who had managed to put on the suit.
The white shirt inside was nearly bursting at the seams, especially around his stomach; the buttons were not fastened, more accurately, they couldn't be fastened, revealing a swathe of plump flesh through the gaps in the fabric.