Chapter 2399

Theon’s face darkened. “Andrew, you’d better wise up. Even if your alchemy is superior, I’m hardly lacking in skill myself. General Phelan didn’t come here just to learn alchemy. She’ll need to interact with various professionals in the alchemy field and deal with the Divine Alchemists. I would be her guide, the most suitable mentor for her. You, on the other hand, only know how to shut yourself away and craft elixirs; you have nothing else to offer.”

Andrew curled his lip dismissively. “Alchemy is alchemy. Why complicate it with extras? Theon, that’s exactly why your skills are second-rate and your mind is scattered in too many directions.”

Luna suddenly spoke up with hopeful anticipation. “Mr. Lloyd, would you possibly be willing to teach me alchemy?”

Andrew shook his head directly. “I’m afraid not.”

Everyone at the table was caught off guard by his blunt refusal. Even Theon had not expected this.

He actually rejected Luna? She was someone every alchemist would fight to take under their wing.

‘This arrogant fool just made a huge mistake!’ Theon thought with an internal smirk.

By putting on airs and acting superior, Andrew had handed him the perfect opportunity on a silver platter.

Leslie’s voice rose with indignation. “Mr. Lloyd, what do you mean by that? General Phelan graciously asked you, and you rejected her. At least give us a reason.”

Andrew snorted coldly. “There’s no reason to give. I don’t want to; it’s too much trouble, I’m not in the mood, I’m not bothered, and I lack the patience. Do those reasons suffice for you?”

Leslie opened her mouth to respond, but found herself completely silenced. Under normal circumstances, she would have been furious and responded with sharp sarcasm.

However, now that she had come to Chetvine and learned that Andrew was the Dragon Prince of the Lloyd family, she did not dare challenge him. He was far beyond her reach, the kind of man who could humble her a hundred times over.

Luna’s face flushed slightly with embarrassment. She was rarely refused by anyone, let alone by someone whose favor she was actively seeking. As she looked at Andrew, anger and hurt welled up inside her simultaneously, and her expression turned noticeably colder.

“Leslie, that’s enough. If I can’t reach Mr. Lloyd’s standards no matter how hard I try, then there’s no point in pursuing it further.”

Mikayla seized the perfect moment to interject. “Well, General Phelan, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Mikayla Owens. I’d like to recommend Mr. Orben as your teacher. He’s really the most suitable choice for you.”

Luna turned to look at the newcomer and nodded politely. “Ms. Owens, hello.”

Mikayla smiled sweetly, walking over to stand beside Theon. “Mr. Orben,” she greeted, her tone dripping with warmth.

Theon nodded, his expression easing. “Mikayla, you’re here,” he said approvingly.

Mikayla took a seat beside him and looked at Luna again. “General Phelan, I came to study at Sovereign’s Apothecary before you did. I’m now a sixth-grade potion master. Frankly, the best mentor here is Mr. Orben. Others might have talent, but when it comes to actual teaching, no one compares to him.”

Luna seemed intrigued by this information. “Ms. Owens, you’ve already reached sixth-grade status?”

Mikayla smiled confidently. “That’s right. General Phelan, we’re both women, and we’re both gifted, so there’s no need for excessive explanations between us. You should be able to see from my progress exactly which mentor would accelerate your own growth in alchemy the fastest.”