But just by looking, Lin Li knew that it was hopeless.
This old man was obsessed. Old Grimm had just taken out a pen from his pocket, and both of that old man's eyes were fixed on the scroll made of goat leather. He even felt like planting his face onto it, so how would he have the mood to help answer Lin Li's queries?
"This old man really…" Lin Li immediately rolled his eyes. He understood this old man too well. Once he placed his focus on potions, he wouldn't move even if you were to shout at him, not to mention giving him signals. Forget it, let's give up on this old man. Lin Li looked around, and just as when he was about to talk to the pharmacist that he had scolded, he suddenly heard Shaun talking to himself at the side.