"Mo Cang, isn't it inappropriate for you to say this? Liuyue is representing your school in the competition, yet you said that she's putting on an act… Do you wish for your academy to lose?" asked Elder Feng Yi calmly.
Mo Cang was stumped. "You!"
But Elder Feng Yi had already retracted his gaze and looked at the pill in the jade box. The four lines on the pill were very visible, but the fourth line was a little faint like Leng Chuan's.
Elder Feng Yi thought for a moment and said, "low-grade, fourth-grade."
Ji Zixing looked very calm; he knew what standard his pill had reached.
Cheng Lixue hurriedly took the pill, and upon closer inspection, he knitted his brows and reluctantly said, "low-grade, fourth-grade."
Mo Cang symbolically looked at the pill and gave the same comment, not saying anything else.