Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 2251 Seeing the way Mikayla's eyes darted around, Amari chuckled and said, "Mikayla, you're a promising student in alchemy. You're eager to learn and exceptionally talented. I understand why you'd want to meet my senior, but I'm afraid there's probably no chance of that happening." Mikayla's face fell, and she blurted out, "Why, Mr. Goodman? As your prized student, can't I at least meet that elderly master too?" Amari corrected her, "My senior isn't some old man. He's a handsome guy in his prime, a world-class alchemy prodigy.

Come to think of it, he's probably about the same age as you and Caden." Mikayla was completely dumbfounded and unable to believe what she was hearing. Caden was stunned. "About the same age as us, and he's already at divine alchemist level? Mr. Goodman, are there really such monsters in this world?" Amari shot him a look of disdain. "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't. I've had two great honors in my life. First, being accepted by my mentor, the God of Medicine, even if I started as nothing more than a lowly disciple.

With hard work and talent, I still made a name for myself across Holtrien's ---- alchemy world. But that's not what I cherish most. "What I'm most proud of is having such a senior. He joined our mentor's tutelage much later than I, only being accepted as a disciple in our mentor's twilight years." Once Amari started reminiscing, he could not stop himself. He even began swaying his head as he spoke eloquently. "When I first met my senior, he was just a little brat! But our mentor strictly demanded that I call him senior, which I absolutely refused to accept and didn't take seriously.

kind of person." Mikayla and Caden's eyes were filled with envy, even jealousy. Mikayla was calculating and good at hiding her thoughts. After pondering for a while, she said with feigned casualness, "Mr. Goodman, I really, really want to meet your senior. Even if my talents are limited,

won't you grant me this?" Amari sighed. "You sly girl, I know you're just hoping he'll pass down some of his advanced techniques. I can't help it... 'm fond ---- of you. Fine, if the chance comes, I'll consider it." Mikayla lit up, bowing repeatedly. "Thank you, Mr. Goodman. You're too kind to me. Next time I come to class, I'll bring you ten bottles of

and quickly bowed their heads. Mikayla quickly greeted her, "Madam Baxter." In front of this mysterious Brielle, she dared not play tricks. Women knew each other too well, and as sharp as Mikayla was, Brielle was leagues ahead. The woman was an old fox with depths unfathomable. Mikayla wisely held back, knowing not to scheme in front