"Miss Jenkins, could you please tell us more about this Peony Pill?" the hostess asked loudly.

Maria nodded. She was always so calm, as though she wasn't surprised by the guests' violent reaction.

Seeing that Maria was about to speak, the crowd quieted down. "I created the formula of the Peony Pill," she declared calmly.

ALL at once, chaos broke loose among the guests.

“How dare you claim to have created an elixir formula by yourself! And a third-grade one, at that!"

“You're not even a member of the Pill Alchemist Association. You really think that you can just call yourself a pill alchemist?"

“What the hell is wrong with the Jenkins family? Why are their young so ridiculous now? Don't you know that refining third-grade pills and creating a new formula from scratch calls for completely different realms of strength?”

The guests began to mock Maria, and some even began to boo at her. However, it suddenly occurred to Barbara what had happened in the Jenkins family's competition and the sixth-grade pill Maria had refined in the final. When she thought about this, her expression darkened. If Maria could refine a sixth-grade pill, then creating a third-grade elixir formula was nothing to her!

“Please be quiet, everyone." The hostess tried her best to calm the crowd down, but her efforts were futile. The crowds kept booing at the stage.

Maria, on the other hand, went on calmly.

“If you doubt my words, why don't we ask the experts from the Pill Alchemist Association to verify ite"

ALL the guests were stunned, but despite their distrust in Maria, they had to admit that her suggestion was reasonable.

There were two representatives of the Pill Alchemist Association, with a fifth-grade pill alchemist and a fourth-grade one. However, as advanced as these two pill alchemists were, they weren't good enough to convince so many representatives of the ancient clans

Sitting in the box, Fred's expression darkened as well. Albert asked in a low voice, "Fred, wouldn't it be better if we just report this to the association before drawing any rash conclusions?

Evaluating the authenticity of this so-called Peony Pill's formula shouldn't be up to us, right?"

However, Fred shook his head fiercely.

“We are representing the association tonight. If we can't solve the problem by ourselves, the association will probably accuse us of being incompetent!”

Truth be told, Fred didn't give a damn about the formula of the Peony Pill. He just felt that it would be embarrassing if they didn't handle this matter on their own.

Sure enough, the hostess was desperately sending them messages, asking for further instructions. But Fred had taken off his headphones, refusing to even communicate with the helpless hostess, which meant that he was going to ignore Maria's request!

The audience soon realized that something was wrong. Why weren't the two representatives of the Pill Alchemist Association doing anything?

They all looked to the private box expectantly, but there was no discernible movement inside. The auction hit an awkward lull as even the hostess didn't know what to say.

“Well then, without the approval of the Pill Alchemist Association, how can we believe this girl?"

“What's going on? Where's the organizer? What kind of charity gala is this? Why isn't anybody trying to stop this young lady?”

"The audacity of the Jenkins family's younger generation! No wonder this clan has declined over the years!"