"Haha, okay, okay, I didn't expect that the little baby would actually come to my door in person. It's not in vain for me to think of you." The old man laughed heartily and was filled with joy. But why did this sentence make people feel ambiguous?

Murong Xu had a black line on his face. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Before he could complain, his vision suddenly went dark, and then his wrist was clamped by a steel-like force. The old man in tatters curiously felt his pulse.

It exudes a smell that makes people vomit.

Murong Xu frowned, tilted his head back, looked at the man with disgust, and twitched his wrist, trying to escape from the man's grip.

"Little baby, don't move." The old man said in a half-comforting, half-threatening tone. His tone was as gentle as possible, which shocked all the teachers on the stage. "My dear, is this still the high and mighty venerable person?"

Also, what’s going on with those hands that are stroking around the little doll?

Everyone on the scene opened their mouths in astonishment, feeling sad for Murong Xu. At such a young age, he was about to be ruined by this seemingly worthless old man. How sad. Is this the so-called fortune?

One second, he was being accepted as a disciple by three alchemist instructors from Fengyun College, and the next second, he was being touched by an old man. Tsk, tsk, this piece of shit luck didn’t last long.

Even so, everyone was still very excited. Who wants to see others doing better than themselves? Now that they are watching Murong Xu suffer this disaster, they are all secretly happy in their hearts.

"Let her go!" Xuanyuan Che's face was as dark as water, and his aura suddenly dropped. He looked at the old man coldly and said, who dares to touch his woman?

"Oh, you brat is pretty good, but the old man isn't interested in you. Just stay here." The old man came back to his senses and a strange color flashed through his eyes. It seems that the college's enrollment qualifications this year are generally good, except for this little girl.

, and a brat came, but unfortunately, this brat didn’t appeal to him at all.

With a wave of his hand, a lot of mud shook off the old man's sleeves. Xuanyuan Che was severely knocked back by the strong force, his body was shaken hard, and his chest felt numb.

Murong Yi and Murong Chen were about to step forward to stop him, but when they saw the old man's strength, they both stood aside silently. Even the young prince could not resist him. They were undoubtedly trying to attack him with force.

"Haha, I didn't expect Mr. Mu to come in person. Come on, please take a seat." The three alchemist mentors were the first to react. They walked off the stage collectively, greeted each other with fists in their hands, and said respectfully.

Mu, Mr. Mu, that Mr. Mu?

Everyone was dumbfounded, why were the three alchemist mentors so respectful to a shabby old man and even called him Mr. Mu?

Murong Xu's eyelids twitched, and she had already guessed the identity of this person. In fact, when he had just explored her eight extraordinary meridians, she had already smelled the smell of herbs hidden under the stench.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Mu Rufeng, the famous elixir master of Fengyun College, and one of the four leading figures in the entire continent's elixir association. If not for seeing it with one's own eyes, who would have believed that this influential figure in the mainland was actually a beggar?

However, even if he is Mu Rufeng, the elder elixir that everyone respects, so what?

"Elder Mu Rufeng, the soul of Fengyun College and one of the four great leaders of the Alchemy Association, could you please show your respect and let me go?" Murong Xu looked at the old man in front of him coolly, with a smile on his face but no smile on his face.

He said, with a look of disgust in his eyes. With this smell, he must not have taken a bath for how many days, and with the mud all over his body, he must not be like a pig.
Chapter completed!