Qin Feiyang stepped out of the alchemy room, his eyebrow immediately arching. Feng Cheng's previous roar had startled everyone in the Elixir Fire Palace. Everyone had rushed out to see what was happening. As a result, both sides of the corridor were now overcrowded. Also, seeing Qin Feiyang emerge, everyone looked at him with disdain.
"Make way!" Fatty pushed through the crowd and walked to Qin Feiyang's side, whispering, "There are a few things I want to discuss with you. Let's go to the alchemy room first."
Qin Feiyang nodded.
The two entered the alchemy room and closed the stone door.
Fatty glanced at the Pill Furnace, puzzled. "There's no medicinal aroma, nor any high temperature. Haven't you been doing any alchemy this past month?"
A chill ran down Qin Feiyang's spine. This Fatty, he really has an incredibly acute perception.
"I was cultivating," he casually replied and then asked, "What is it you wanted to talk about?"
