When a legendary mage wanted to talk to Lin Li alone, who would dare to be insensible enough to approach him? Although the guests were a little curious, they had no choice but to disperse slowly. Under the instructions of the Lord of the City, servants soon came over to lift Bathrilor, who was still in a coma, and soon the banquet hall was restored to its original appearance.
The crystal lamps still emitted a soft light, and the music in the ears was still soothing and soft.
The fatty continued to introduce his daughter to Kevin, the bosomy auntie continued to speak coquettishly, and the profiteering guests were still trying their best to curry favor. Deals continued to be made.
It was as if the previous chaos had never happened, and everything had returned to the beginning.
This secluded corner was separated by a few screens. Under the hazy crystal lights, it looked a little dim, just right for the guests to talk about some more confidential matters. The old and the young each found a chair and sat down. When they were about to speak, they awkwardly found that there was someone else in this secluded corner. For a moment, both of them could not help but be stunned.
The tears on Rowling's pretty face had dried. Under the stunned gazes of the two, she called out timidly, "Grandpa Grimm."
"Hehe, so it's little Rowling." Old Grimm smiled kindly, and looked at Rowling with a kind and kind gaze. "Come, tell Grandpa Grimm, why are you sitting here alone?"
Rowling looked at Lin Li with a complicated expression, and then whispered with a blush, "It's too noisy outside, I want to be alone …"
"Hehe, then just come and sit with Grandpa Grimm." Because of his friendship with Rowling's grandfather, Old Grimm once taught her some pharmaceutics knowledge, but he was later entangled with other things, so he had no time to continue teaching her. However, Old Grimm had always liked this little girl who was proficient in medical skills. He even had the idea of developing her into the Pharmacists Guild.
In Old Grimm's mind, since he was going to give Lin Li pointers now, he might as well let the little girl listen. Maybe she could learn something. But despite his thoughts, Old Grimm still politely asked for Lin Li's opinion. "Young man, do you have any objections?"
"I have no objections …" Since the old man had already spoken, Lin Li naturally would not reject him. Furthermore, it was not a confidential matter, and it was not a big deal for Rowling to hear it.
Lin Li moved his chair again to make room for Rowling. The three of them sat down around the table again, and Old Grimm nodded at Lin Li, indicating that he could raise his questions.
"Take a look at this bottle of Sobriety Potion." Lin Li took out a blue glass bottle from his pocket and handed it to Grimm Burnside.
"Hmm …" Old Grimm took the glass bottle, opened the cap, put it to his nose, and took a light breath.
Then, Rowling, who had been sitting there quietly, noticed that the look on Old Grimm's face suddenly changed. It was a look of disbelief, as if what he saw was not a blue glass bottle, but an elephant bitten to death by ants.
"This is impossible. Is this really the Sobriety Potion?" Old Grimm's eyes widened, and he looked at Lin Li with confusion. "What did you add in it?"
"A bit of Void Flower and a bit of Dragon Blood Grass." Lin Li scratched his head, looking a little distressed. "Recently, I've been trying to increase the concentration of the Sobriety Potion. In order to make the Sobriety Potion purer, I've tried about 30 kinds of herbs, and finally found that if I mix Void Flower with Dragon Blood Grass, I can achieve a similar effect, but …"
"But what?" When he heard this, Old Grimm looked a little anxious. He was also a mage, and he knew very well what a high-concentration Sobriety Potion meant to a mage. It meant a longer time to cast spells beyond one's level, and faster mana recovery.
The Sobriety Potion had always been criticized for its short duration. A bottle of Sobriety Potion could only last for 10 seconds. Therefore, even within the Pharmacists Guild, few people made Sobriety Potions. Even if there were one or two bottles occasionally, they were mostly given to the Guilds of Magic as charity.
When Lin Li said that he was "trying to increase the concentration of the Sobriety Potion", Old Grimm actually wanted to dissuade him. The Pharmacists Guild had also tried the same thing, but no one had achieved any results so far.
Potions themselves were extremely sensitive things. All kinds of violently conflicting properties maintained a delicate and fragile balance in a small bottle of potion.
Especially for a potion like the Sobriety Potion, which had been passed down from the Dark Age, it had long been proven over a long period of time that it could no longer be changed in the slightest.
Therefore, when Old Grimm opened the bottle cap, he was completely stunned. Just this bottle of Sobriety Potion was enough to subvert the common sense of most pharmacists.
He had always thought that the genius pharmacist mentioned by Andoine was just a young man with a great talent in pharmaceutics. He might be a little better than Rowling, but not by much. After all, Rowling was also a rare genius.
But when Lin Li finished his sentence, Old Grimm realized that he was wrong — ridiculously wrong.
The young mage named Felic in front of him was not a pharmaceutics genius at all, but a potion master who had made great achievements — he even had a chance to surpass the scope of a master in a very short time.
Only then did Old Grimm understand why this young mage named Felic had shamelessly wanted to discuss with him earlier …
Because he did have the qualifications to discuss with him. The other party had never thought of acknowledging him as a teacher, nor had he thought of asking for his guidance. The other party simply regarded him as a peer for discussion.
After figuring all this out, even Old Grimm, who had lived for more than a hundred years, could not help but feel a little hot on his old face … It felt as if he had rushed forward excitedly only to be suddenly slapped in the face. Embarrassment and disappointment mixed together, making the expression on Old Grimm's face extremely complicated.
But Old Grimm was, after all, not like ordinary young people. He had lived for more than a hundred years, and had long accepted many things. The endless embarrassment was soon left behind him, and he turned to concentrate on discussing the Sobriety Potion with Lin Li.
But this time, Old Grimm no longer dared to treat him as a junior who needed guidance, but as a potion master who was qualified to study with him.
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