She had indeed delved deeply into this subject.
In ancient times, from emperors and nobles to common folk, everyone was deeply superstitious, always dreaming of immortality.
And the ancient alchemists, in their quest for eternal life, would concoct all sorts of elixirs.
Of course, most were nothing more than con artists peddling fake potions, unlike Christopher, who was so casual about it!
Before they even started, these alchemists would choose an auspicious day, burn incense, bathe, and prepare a variety of alchemical tools. She knew of dozens of such tools.
Although it was difficult for Ms. Hayes, her professional integrity over the years wouldn't allow her to lie.
Taking a deep breath, she said, “As far as I know, there's no clay pot among the alchemical tools, but if Christopher
