Aidele didn't even spare him a glance.
She walked straight to an empty stall on the right side of the hall and pulled back the velvet cloth.
Over two hundred Crystal Bottles were arranged in neat rows, refracting halos of starlit blue and amber under the lights.
Instantly, the gazes of several nearby Stewards who were browsing for Potions were drawn over.
"This is..."
A Level One Peak Steward with white hair and a scar on his face walked over.
He picked up an improved [Starlight Potion], held it up to his eyes, and examined it carefully against the light.
A few seconds later, his pupils abruptly contracted.
"This purity..."
He snapped his head up to look at Aidele, his eyes filled with incredulous shock.
"Miss Aidele, this Potion... which master's work is this?"
His voice wasn't quiet, and several other Stewards and Guard Captains soon gathered around.
Aidele's expression remained neutral, but the tips of her fingers tightened slightly.
