After that, Andrew stopped talking and focused entirely on his work.

Luna spent the time observing while simultaneously searching for the herbs he needed and handing them to him, keeping her moving constantly despite the sweat dripping down her face.

Despite the exhaustion, she was learning at an incredible pace.

Under Andrew’s demanding methods, she found that complex herb knowledge suddenly clicked into place. Within just half a day of watching, she had already grasped how to regulate the flames and control the heat.

Andrew even had her practice hands-on to get a real feel for the process.

Caden said, “Mikayla, it’s just as you predicted. General Phelan really did go to Andrew and became his student.”

Mikayla clenched her jaw. “Those two bastards.”

She still could not accept that Andrew had rejected her, yet he took Luna in so easily.

Caden sighed helplessly. “Mikayla, don’t be mad. Andrew’s a ninth-grade supreme alchemist. Sovereign’s Apothecary only has one like him. It’s reasonable that Luna chose to study under him.”

Mikayla sneered. “It just proves Luna’s clueless and blind. Once Andrew gets kicked out of Sovereign’s Apothecary, we’ll see how she handles herself. She’ll have no choice but to crawl back to Mr. Obern.”

Caden’s eyes darkened. “Exactly. For someone in the military, she sure lacks basic judgment. She can be pretty brainless sometimes.”

Mikayla’s smile turned icy. “Tell Mr. Orben about General Phelan throwing herself at Andrew’s feet. He’s a quick-tempered man, and that’ll push him to move faster and crack down on Andrew.”

Caden laughed wickedly. “Perfect. I’m going right now.”

After he left, Mikayla swept her arm across the table in rage, sending teacups and cosmetics crashing to the floor.

She hissed bitterly, “Andrew, you’re sick in the head! What do I lack that Luna has? You chose her and won’t even look at me. I’m going to make you regret this.”

Over the next two or three days, Andrew buried himself in alchemy.

Ninth-grade level supreme elixir work drained his mental energy severely, so after opening the cauldron each time, he had to rest for half a day. Then, in the evenings, he would start the process again without pause.

As his assistant, Luna had to be there helping the entire time. Gradually, her knowledge of rare herbs expanded greatly, and she became increasingly skilled. She was no longer the clumsy, flustered mess she had been at first.

Through their constant close proximity, the relationship between them naturally became more comfortable and pleasant.

Chapter 2405

During one of the breaks, Luna casually asked, “By the way, I heard Ms. Rhodes and the others are still in Gabo Creek, right?”

Andrew looked at her. They were sitting only a few feet apart.

Luna was, indeed, stunningly beautiful. When she was calm, her quiet expression carried a touch of coolness. It was not the kind that intimidated, but the kind that drew people in, tempting them to get closer.

However, when she became emotional, whether angry or amused, her face transformed entirely. That faint coldness melted away, replaced by warmth and liveliness that felt impossible to ignore.

“That’s right,” Andrew replied. “Lauren, Fran, Chantelle, and Rowan are all still in Gabo Creek. The only ones who came with me to Chetvine are Aspen and Natasha.”

Luna’s hand froze mid-page as she was flipping through the medical book, and her breathing hitched slightly. “Chantelle and Rowan? You’ve added two more, uh… girlfriends?”