"What? What's 'not too bad supposed to mean?" Yvun Mengyu's pretty little face suddenly looked a bit deflated, puffing her cheeks with annoyance, "This is a Saint Seed Spirit Beast, it's not like you have one."
"I don't." Wang Fugui shook his head honestly, "Besides Spirit Beasts that already know how to speak, I generally can't communicate with them. I really can't understand what those Spirit Beasts are thinking."
"As if you could." Yvun Mengyu waved her hand dismissively, "Let's start with the speed test in alchemy, so we don't delay Sister Yuling's business."
You do realize that I'm here on business? Yuling looked speechless, regretting her decision to bring her here to East Qian for some experience.
"Be careful, young master," Old Yao whispered from the side, "For such a young girl to have a Saint Seed Spirit Beast, she must have an extraordinary background. And the woman beside her, I cannot see through."
