"Grade-8?"
Mu Linyue froze for a second.
Then she burst out laughing.
"Hahaha… Bai Zihan, I didn't think you could joke with such a straight face. Hahaha—!"
Her laughter rang clearly through the courtyard.
It wasn't just amusement, there was also a hint of mockery within it.
After all, a Grade-8 pill?
Even the greatest alchemists in the region wouldn't dare claim such a thing.
And yet, Bai Zihan said it so casually and so seriously that one might think he was truly serious.
Bai Zihan's expression slowly darkened as Mu Linyue laughter continued.
Her laughter continued for quite some time before she finally noticed his expression.
Only then did she gradually stop, though a faint smile still lingered on her lips.
"Okay, okay… I'll go and inform my father."
This time, she didn't tease him further.
After all, she knew Bai Zihan's temperament.
Pushing him too far wouldn't end well for her.
Without waiting any longer, she turned and left.
