Bu Quan was caught in a state of hesitation, and had been for some time now.
This was within the city of Snowbird Port.
Near the central area close to the residence of the City Lord.
This small Alchemy Workshop was also Bu Quan's favorite place to be before she joined the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps.
On the table, the spherical flask was being heated, with pink bubbles continuously emerging from the yellow-green liquid.
Bu Quan's pupils dilated slightly; she was daydreaming.
But her potion-making movements did not change in the slightest, each action was extremely precise.
Even when multitasking, Bu Quan, with her profound alchemy skill, carried out the experiment to improve the potion formula in an orderly fashion.
"Should I really write a letter, asking my mentor for help?" Bu Quan felt very embarrassed.
She was well aware that she could have never come this far without the teachings and support of her mentor.
