Chapter 1562

Back in his courtyard, Meldrick began drinking heavily to drown his sorrows in solitude. When nightfall came, Draven eventually joined Meldrick and asked, "How did it go? It was Severin, wasn't it?" Meldrick sneered bitterly and said, "Duh. Who else could it be?" As he took another swig of wine, he said in despair, "He's a third-grade alchemist, and his attainment level is much higher than mine. How am I supposed to compete with him? It's already set in stone. Her father seems to be very pleased with Severin. I never expected him to have such remarkable talent in alchemy. He ascended to third-grade alchemist so swiftly, and I have no idea if he's a third-grade low-rank or a third-grade medium-rank alchemist. All I know is that he's like the most precious treasure in the eyes of our sect leader. After all, he can give our sect leader lots of third-grade pills." Draven continued with a wry smile, "I think it's best that you accept things as they are. You're very talented, and there ar