Su Shi came to the riverbank, skillfully taking out a wild chrysanthemum from his bag. He then retrieved a fist-sized, worn and battered miniature alchemy furnace from his bosom.,Su Mingren chased after him relentlessly, his face turning blue with anger. "You little brat, if I don't give you a lesson today, you'll never know the difference between right and wrong.",Su Mingren only knew that his father had told him before he died to take good care of it and never let anyone know, otherwise, it would bring disaster.。