As a result, the bottle slipped from her palm, dropped to the ground with a clink, and the liquid spilled all over her white gloves.
"Ah, it's ruined, I spilled the potion, I didn't mean to..." Ye Xixi blinked innocently, like a child who made a mistake.
Han Luoqi was rather generous, laughing it off: "It's okay, the potion spilled. But Miss Ye, you've circled this table several times, can you recognize any of these fifty bottles?"
Ye Xixi's pretty little face drooped all of a sudden: "I can't remember a single one..."
Han Luoqi let out a disdainful laugh; she wasn't surprised at all. After all, it took her a whole year to distinguish these potions. This little girl intended to challenge her? What a foolish dream!
Giving her a public warning, let's see if she dares act arrogant in front of me again!
