Chapter 487 You Better Not Touch Me

In the scorching underground chamber, an old man and a young man were passionately discussing alchemy knowledge.

Kyrie, the great witch doctor, unconsciously began to change how he addressed Lachlan. As their discussion deepened, he went from calling Lachlan "kid" to "young man," then to "your excellency." Finally, he directly called him "little friend."

The change in address indicated Kyrie's changing attitude towards Lachlan. The term "little friend" represented his affection for this young man and his attitude of equal interaction.

"Little friend, why did you lie to me?"

After an hour had passed, Kyrie's face turned red with excitement as he stared at Lachlan with a glint in his eye.

"Huh? What do you mean by lying to you? I didn't lie about anything," replied Lachlan with confusion on his face.

Just moments ago they were getting along well; why did Kyrie suddenly turn hostile? It seemed that Raphael was right - this great witch doctor had a capricious personality!

"Hmph! You haven't lied yet? You're not just knowledgeable about alchemy - you're incredibly proficient!"

"You still think you're not lying?"

At last, Kyrie couldn't help but smile as he spoke. His previously stern expression softened.

Lachlan was sweating profusely as he laughed and said, "Alchemy is vast and profound. I dare not say that I am proficient. Sir, you're too kind!"

Kyrie waved his hand dismissively, "Enough of your false modesty! And stop calling me 'sir.' We share similar interests; today your insights into alchemy and ancient medicine have given me a sense of enlightenment."

"We can be considered friends now! How about we become sworn brothers?"

"What? Sworn brothers?"

convention when it came to

frown on his face while staring at him intently. His fiery red hair looked like it might explode any second - truly resembling that of

just surprised

think highly enough of me, then let us

of Lachlan. He didn't just want to become brothers with him on a whim, but had his

Lachlan. Kyrie

let go of this walking "alchemy secret book" that was Lachlan. As for Lachlan himself, he also admired

knew his

he obtained the jade pendant inheritance that he had achieved

years of cultivation and research to attain his current

discussion, a mutual feeling of sympathy had developed

hand and, with an oath to heaven

course, the dialogue about

on the same day but to die on the same day naturally followed. After the ceremony, the great witch

laughter, saying, "Lachlan, rest

I

of

I am at

Lean live for at least three

more years, haha..."

quickly improve my strength so that

words, the two

changed his tone, and felt that

my daughter has been afflicted with a strange curse. That's the reason I came

"No need for explanations, we are now brothers, and your daughter is my niece.

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