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Chapter 542

The next morning, whether on the street or in the inn, everything seemed as usual, with a calm and lively atmosphere. The battle on the street last night seemed like an illusion, no corpses or blood.

The vendors started setting up stalls again, shouting about business, and began a busy day.

About Chen Shizhong, Yu Lao of the Pharmacy Guild and a president of the Pharmacy Guild came to the inn. After inquiring, they learned that Fengjiu was living in the Wufu Inn, so they came here early this morning.

Yesterday he left the assessment, and the Supreme Elder called him over. Even the half-closed president of the medicine was alarmed. The three of them discussed and felt that such a promising genius pharmacist could not be missed.

It is rare that he came to their Potion Guild to evaluate the badge. This test is the level of the Medicine Saint. If the sixteen-year-old Medicine Saint is bound to be even better in a few years, it will definitely be better. If they missed such a genius, they would be very regretful in the future.

Therefore, after discussion, Mr. Yu and the president of the guild came in person, intending to persuade Feng Jiu to become the guest elder of their pharmacy guild no matter what. They clearly understood that in a few years, the young man's achievements would be greater, and by then, if they wanted to climb up to him again, they would be even less likely to climb up to him.

"Two masters, here, the president of this potion guild is here to find the young man in red."

The shopkeeper personally brought the person up, his heart pounding. He had been here for so many years, but he met the first time he had met the president of the black market in person. Even the president of the Pharmacy Guild and the famous Yu Yaosheng came to their inn to find the young man in red.

It's really strange that there are many this year, and this year there are a lot of them. His heart feels like he's been hit since the young man in red moved in. I guess he's really sick when he's doing this a few times.

Gray wolf and Yingyi didn't know the president of the Potion Guild and the Yu Yaosheng. Therefore, when he heard that the person coming was the president of the Potion Guild, he looked at the two of them in surprise, not knowing which one was.

While Gray Wolf and Yingyi were looking at the two of them, they were also looking at them. Although they were dressed in guards, their aura was even amazing. They couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

Mr. Yu smiled without showing any smile on his face and said, "My surname is Yu, and this one is the president of our president. Today I came to Xiaojiu to discuss something. Let's share it with you on your behalf!"

When he heard this, the gray wolf suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that you are Yu... the Medicine Saint!" He wanted to say that you are Old Man Yu who left half of the words in the Ninth Young Master! But thinking about it, he turned a corner when he said something.

"It's me." Old Yu didn't know his mind, nor did Feng Jiu jumped because he missed his benefits after he came back. At this time, he still said with a smile: "I don't know Xiao Jiu..."

"Young Master Ninth! I seemed to have slept late last night and I haven't woken up yet." The gray wolf said, "No, you two go downstairs to sit downstairs first, I'll report it first..."

Before he could finish his words, Ling Mohan, who was wearing a black robe and a big beard, walked out and glanced at the people outside the room. His eyes fell on Old Yu and President Yu, and asked calmly: "What are you asking for her?"

"Who is yours?"
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