Sima Qing felt like killing Lanlos with his own hands.
He didn't need a brain to figure out what had just happened here...
Earlier, Zhan Lan had run to him in tears, telling him about Shen Lang and the Giant Potion... At the time, he hadn't thought much of it. A Giant Potion was certainly precious, but not so much that an old man like him would cast aside his status and rush over.
It was really because of one thing Zhan Lan said: the person who had concocted the Giant Potion was a teenager of sixteen or seventeen!
Now that was truly astonishing...
He was already well aware of Lanlos's temperament, and after hearing Zhan Lan's tearful complaints, he had flown into a rage.
Now that he was here, one look at the atmosphere in the room was all it took. He didn't even need to guess. That bastard Lanlos had surely offended the guest beyond redemption!
At this thought, Sima Qing's expression grew even uglier as he looked at Lanlos...
