"Alchemist Lu, no!" A boy who looked to be 13 or 14 years old raised his hand and replied loudly.
Lu Zijia: "…"
They weren't, yet he answered so confidently. This kid was really courageous!
"Ahem, that Alchemist Lu."
An old man with a white beard sitting at the front coughed awkwardly. After attracting Lu Zijia's attention, he continued, "Alchemist Lu, it's like this. Even though they're not alchemists, they're all members of the royal family or people recruited by the royal family."
"Uh-huh."
Lu Zijia crossed her arms and looked at the white-bearded old man. "So?"
Duanmu Xing touched his white beard guiltily and stammered, "Uh, this… Because they especially admire you, Alchemist Lu, so they came to listen to the class together. Alchemist Lu, don't worry. They definitely won't disturb you."
"Right, right, right, Alchemist Lu, don't worry. We definitely won't disturb you."
