He thought carefully for a moment and finally recalled the man's name from memory.
"Xie Biao, what's the matter?" Lin Zheyu asked.
"Martial Uncle, the herbs you need have already been delivered to the alchemy room. Elder X will begin alchemy in half an hour, and I've come to inform you."
Xie Biao said respectfully.
His gaze towards Lin Zheyu carried a hint of fanaticism and awe.
Just like Lin Zheyu, Xie Biao was also from humble beginnings, and Lin Zheyu, who was exceptionally admitted into the Infinite Sect midway and then soared to success, naturally became someone he revered.
"Good, thank you, Martial Nephew."
"If you have any confusion in cultivation, as long as I can help, feel free to come to me."
Lin Zheyu said with a smile.
Last time, he had casually mentioned it, and Xie Biao kept it in mind, even coming specifically to remind him. He was a disciple with insight and initiative.
"You're too kind, Martial Uncle. Being able to assist you is my blessing."
