2103 Time Is Tight! Wang Teng's Trump Card! (5)

"Wang Teng, that beauty brought you the spiritual herbs again," Tong En said.

"I know." Wang Teng, immersed in his contemplation of the alchemical formulas, responded casually. He took the box, closed the door with a bang, and continued his focus.

"I…" Tong En looked frustrated, wanting to say something but not getting the chance.

"He's preparing for alchemy, don't disturb him," Wei Na said. She looked at Tong En's disgruntled expression and couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, okay!" Tong En sighed. "I didn't expect him to take alchemy so seriously."

"What did you think? He's a pinnacle grandmaster-level alchemist. It's said that these grandmasters are exceptionally focused in their work, far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Today, I got to witness it myself," Bi Yao remarked.

"I wonder what pill he will refine. It's intriguing," Tong En, not dwelling on the previous incident, quickly shifted her focus, becoming curious again.