NovelTrue---- Chapter 2247 Andrew looked up and saw Mikayla, the celebrated beauty of Chetvine. Thanks to her talent
and ambition, the Owens family had clawed their way from an ordinary household into the ranks of high society.
Over the past ten years, this woman had risen at a staggering pace. "It's me," Andrew said with a calm nod
before sitting down. Mikayla frowned. "This place is supposedly only for fifth-grade alchemists and above, isn't
it?" She did not spell it out, but her meaning was clear: Andrew had no business being on this floor.
Andrew replied evenly, "lI cto see Madam Baxter, and someone broughthere." Mikayla shook her head.
"Then you're dreaming. In Chetvine, fewer than ten people have the privilege of meeting Madam Baxter face-to-
face. If you got this far, you must have forced the staff by throwing around the Lloyd family's name." "I think
that's a stupid move. Offending the Sovereign's Apothecary comes with consequences you should know well. If |
were you, | wouldn't be reckless." ---- Andrew sighed. "And who told you I'm being reckless? | already said their
staff broughthere." Mikayla let out a laugh.
"So what, you're saying you're an alchemist now? Andrew, | know you well enough. You're strong in martial arts,
but in alchemy? Ten years ago, you hadn't achieved anything worth mentioning." Andrew raised a brow. "And
what, you're suddenly a master in alchemy now?" Mikayla smiled proudly, "Not to brag, but I'm currently a sixth-
grade alchemist. Madam Baxter herself has praised me, saying I'll have no trouble reaching seventh grade,
maybe even eighth grade one day, enough to earn a seat as an elder of Sovereign's Apothecary." Andrew's face
stayed calm. "Is that so?
Well, congratulations then." Her smile faltered. His reaction was too indifferent, not the shock or envy she had
expected. Was he pretending to be calm, or was he simply unimpressed? Just then, a man in a white robe,
dressed like a senior alchemist, walked over. "Mikayla, there you are. Con, Mr. Goodman's alchemy lecture is
about to start. | heard even a few elders will be attending today." ---- "Let's go," Mikayla said flatly. The man
glanced at Andrew with a frown. "Who's this? How did he get up to the fourth floor?
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I've never seen him before." Already walking away, Mikayla said, "Probably just someone who ignored the rules
and used his family's nto get up here. He claimed he was here to see Madam Baxter. Do you think that's
even possible?" The man laughed openly. "Madam Baxter? Who does he think he is? Even for us alchemy
students, meeting her depends on pure luck. Forget it. Chetvine is full of spoiled brats who use their family name
to stir trouble. But if Madam Baxter actually bothers to meet him, I'll change my last nto his!" Andrew
watched their retreating backs, his expression flat.
Two sixth-grade alchemists? Please. They were not even qualified to polish his shoes. After a short wait, Whitney
returned, this twith an elderly man beside her. He was thin and wiry, yet his stride carried authority, and his
face was ruddy with vigor. The moment his eyes landed on Andrew, he looked stunned. "So. it really is you!
Damn it, why didn't you cfindthe moment you got back?" ---- Andrew grinned. "Long tno see,
dearest junior." Amari Goodman was Sovereign's Apothecary's legendary elder, an eighth-grade divine
alchemist. He was also Andrew's junior. He huffed, "Shush!
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