Chapter 911
Not far from the courtyard, Mira smiled softly as she pulled out her phone.

"Is the result out?"

"Yes, Mr. Hoffman. Felix succeeded."

"Wait. What?" Gerald was quite shocked.

"That's impossible! His pill-forming rate is far too low. It's only been 11 or 12 hours. How could he have crafted over 60 antidote pills? Even if they're just the most basic kind."

Mira resigned as she sighed. "Mr. Hoffman, he's your apprentice. If you don't have confidence in him, shouldn't you at least trust your own judgment?"

Gerald chuckled. "It seems you all know how to butter up an old man like me. Much better at it than Felix—his social skills are practically nonexistent, but it looks like he really does have a talent for pill cultivation, after all. I've never been wrong about my judgment.

"Alright. I'm hanging up now."

Glancing at the courtyard ahead, Mira patted the small bag she was carrying.

Gerald always loved to act tough, but the fact that he sent her rushing here overnight said it all.

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