"This is improper! It was my mistake." Mengmeng Qi directly admitted his mistake. As soon as he realized the problem, even if Shen Yanxiao didn't say anything more, he knew how terrible this error had been for alchemists.

No wonder the Alchemist Guilds urged the transfer of money and supplies every quarter. The truth was, Mengmeng Qi had been secretly complaining about the impetuous alchemists, but now it seemed that he was responsible for this.

Shen Yanxiao smiled and didn't say anything more. It was true that dwarves had a relatively direct line of thought, but as a king, he still had abilities.

"We've been talking for a while now. Master Mumu Fan must be anxious. We should let him in first." Shen Yanxiao said.