As soon as Chen Shuixin returned to Xianju Lin, she couldn't wait to praise her, "Xiao Zhuangzi, you are so good! With just a few words, you can sway Butler Wang and Qi Wan around. You are like a true successor to me."
Wei Zhuo raised his head and glanced at Chen Shuixin, who was looking up to him, but did not refute her.
Chen Shuixin asked with some confusion, "Why did you also remove Qi Wan?"
Of course she could see that Wei Zhuo had fallen out with Qi Wan on purpose, so that if Wei Zhuo ran away in the future, Qi Wan would not be blamed.
Wei Zhuo said, "It's rare for me to meet a good person! Let's let Master Nephew Qi be a good person forever."
Chen Shuixin looked at Wei Zhuo suspiciously, and for a moment she couldn't figure out what Wei Zhuo was thinking. She thought that it was rare for the bracelet to shed "crocodile tears".
Wei Zhuo thought in his heart that in his nightmare, all he met were bad guys and people who "have nothing to do with him and just hang on high". As long as there was such a good person to comfort him and help him, he would not do anything.
Take the risk and step into the devil's path.
Qi Wan was such a rare good person, so he naturally had to take more care of him!
Besides, Qi Wan will no longer be needed in the future, he will really start to live the life of an "invisible man".
He quietly focused on repairing shuttle ships, which in his eyes was much more interesting than the "ups and downs" outside.
With this mentality, Wei Zhuo began to study the ore list Wang Ming gave him, intending to study the role of each ore on the shuttle ship.
You can even use the thatched house as a reference to compare the traces and techniques of refining on the thatched house to confirm each other.
Wei Zhuo focused all his attention on how to repair the thatched house.
Qi Wan on the other side stumbled into the Third Meridian's affairs hall and shouted miserably, "Master!"
Zhou Shouyong was shocked by the tragic sound. He raised his head and glanced at Qi Wan, who was not very graceful. Then he lowered his head calmly and continued to write something.
He said in a low voice, "What are you shouting for?! Stay calm and keep your mind."
Zhou Shouyong paused and thought of Qi Wan's stiff face. He thought that Qi Wan was his disciple after all. He had to work hard without any merit. So he softened his voice and said, "After you stabilize your mind, think about it again."
What do you want to tell me?"
Qi Wan's face softened, and he obeyed the master's instructions to calm down.
After a while, Qi Wan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with calm. He could now accept Wei Zhuo's words, but he felt a little sad.
He felt that he had done bad things with good intentions. Wei Zhuo told him the secret, but he turned around and leaked it to Master and Steward Wang, causing the matter to fail! It was really hard for him to feel guilty.
Zhou Shouyong knew it the moment Qi Wan opened his eyes. He broke Qi Wan's contemplation and said, "Tell me! Then what kind of monster happened to Wei Zhuo?!"
He suddenly became interested and guessed, "Could it be that the young master of the Wang family really found a first-line master for Wei Zhuo?!"
"I don't know, who dares to risk his life to take over Master Lan's job?"
Qi Wan swallowed his saliva and said, "No! Not even the master. Uncle Wei and the young master of the Wang family had a falling out!"
Zhou Shouyong was stunned for a moment. He had privately predicted the development direction of this matter, but he did not expect that things would go in the most unlikely direction.
He put down the brush in his hand and said, "Tell me what happened."
Qi Wan swallowed his saliva and calmed down, "I went to First Pulse with my junior uncle today. While I was waiting in the living room, I happened to meet the housekeeper of the Wang family, so I asked more about the Wang family.
The young master plans to choose a kind of master for my little uncle."
Zhou Shouyong heard that Qi Wan still called Wei Zhuo his junior uncle, but he thought in his heart that Qi Wan had always been kind and honest, which was a rare advantage.
Qi Wan was a little sad, "The butler of the Wang family deserved a good deal at that time, so I didn't think much about it!"
"But not long after, I saw my junior uncle rushing out of the Wang family's young master's room angrily. After that, I was also kicked out by the Wang family's people."
"When I caught up with my junior uncle, he asked me if I had revealed that he wanted to become a disciple again! After receiving my answer, my junior junior uncle ignored me and left."
Zhou Shouyong sighed. It seems that their third lineage's attempt to use Wei Zhuo as a bridge to reach the young master of the Wang family is not feasible. But even a young master of the Wang family may not be able to grow up, either.
No need to worry too much.
He looked at the sad disciple and said, "What does this make you feel sad about? I'm not dead yet!"
Qi Wan was choked up, and he murmured, "I'm afraid my junior uncle won't want to see me again in the future!"
Zhou Shouyong glanced sideways at Qi Wan and said, "You have done your best to him! There is no debt at all."
"It just so happens that it has been almost two years since he came to the Artifact Refining Valley. You have fulfilled your responsibilities. Go down!"
Qi Wan opened his mouth to say something, but felt that he had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to obey his master and leave.
As Wei Zhuo expected, his Immortal Forest was very quiet, and even Qi Wan never came again. Perhaps because he felt that he was indebted to him, he had no shame to come in front of him.
And Wang Ming kept his word, breaking up with him openly and privately sending people to give him all the ores he wanted.
Naturally, Wei Zhuo didn't want to owe Wang Ming. He estimated the spiritual stones needed for these ores, and almost gave Wang Ming 70% to 80% of the stuff in his storage ring plus spiritual stones.
In Chen Shuixin's words, only by borrowing and repaying can the relationship continue.
On the other hand, Wei Zhuo also began to refine spiritual weapons and hone his skills. He handed over all the refined spiritual weapons to Wang Ming and used the Wang family's shop to earn some spiritual stones for practice.
Although Wei Zhuo keeps a low profile and lives alone, whenever someone is teaching in the Third Meridian Lecture Hall, he will go to listen to the class.
Firstly, he wanted to know the difference between the weapon refining techniques in the Brahma Flower Realm and the Dongji Realm's weapon refining techniques, and secondly, he wanted to learn from each other's strengths. Wei Zhuo was very pleased with the new ideas and inspirations he occasionally heard in lectures.
He also heard some gossip after class in the lecture hall. He heard that some important places in the Artifact Refining Valley have been frequently stolen recently!
Originally, the people of the First and Second Lines were still laughing at the failure of the guard of the Third Line and fell into the hands of thieves. However, within a few days, the First and Second Lines also lost control, but no one caught the real culprit.
Wei Zhuo listened to everyone's discussion without changing his expression, but he already knew in his heart that the thief was Xiu Xiu!
Sometimes Wei Zhuo would also give Xiu Xiu some advice based on everyone's discussions and help Xiu Xiu avoid danger several times.
However, because Xiuxiu stole more and more, she gradually attracted the attention of the upper echelons of the Weapon Refining Valley. Wei Zhuo was afraid of attracting talented people, so he directly pressed Xiuxiu to make it pause for a period of time!
Today is the last day Xiu Xiu returns from stealing, and she returns home with a full load!
Xiuxiu sat down on the bluestone bricks and kept taking out the things she had stolen this time.
It sighed a little and said, 'Little bracelet, please let me go again! The place I went to this time is not good at all! There are books and manuscripts everywhere! If it wasn't too late to change places, how could I have packed so much?
Useless stuff back!'
Xiuxiu collected all the waste paper in its eyes with the mentality of not letting anything go.