Yang Wenxuan said very helplessly: "I knew that you didn't believe it when I said it, but this is a fact, I was taken aback at the time, if you don't believe it, you can ask Sun Yan, I definitely didn't lie to you." ”

In his father's eyes like a fool, Yang Wenxuan told him what happened in the afternoon as if telling a story.

However, because he was so excited, he told the news of his injury without paying attention.

The city lord's face was not good at that time, and he grabbed him and looked around and asked, "When were you injured, and how are you now?" ”

Yang Wenxuan couldn't wait to slap himself, he had concealed it well, but he was exposed by his mouth for a while.

He said sneeringly: "It's okay, Mu ...... My aunt wrote me all the elixirs I needed, and if I found all these things for her, my injuries would be cured. ”

The city lord looked at the familiar handwriting on the paper, it was indeed Mu Lingyue's handwriting, and the worry in his expression disappeared a little, and then his anger rose again.

After slamming Yang Wenxuan again, he said with a pale face: "Is there anything you can't tell your family, what are you hiding from us?" ”

"Isn't this afraid that you will be worried," Yang Wenxuan said in a weak voice, and then quickly changed the subject, "Father, what do you think should be done on the Zhu family's side?" ”

The city lord snorted lightly, and his voice was as cold as a knife: "In a while, you will find someone to spread the news that there is a genius alchemist in Qingshan Town, I want to see if the Zhu family dares to go against our city lord's mansion." ”

Not to mention whether Mu Lingyue is an alchemist for the time being, just because she saved Yaoyao, it is impossible for the city lord to watch her being bullied, not to mention that she is still a medicine refining wizard, so he can't ignore it.

After throwing those people back, presumably the people of the Zhu family also knew that the city lord's mansion was standing behind Mu Lingyue, and how to make a choice depended on what they would do tomorrow.

One night is a short time for some, but a long time for others.

Before dawn, Qingzhou City, which had slept all night, began its noisy day.

The aromatic wonton stalls, the vegetable vendors with fresh vegetables, and the restaurants that opened early in the morning were all discussing the fifteen-year-old alchemist in Qingshan Town.

But everyone who heard it was amazed and shocked.

There are good people who are still competing to guess who her teacher is, and she is so outstanding at such an age, it is expected that her teacher will not be unknown.

There was once a person who went to participate in the alchemist assessment after hearing this name, and his face darkened, and the shadow caused by this person to them has not been eliminated to this day, but he also said her mentor Song Lao.

Although Song Lao was not as famous as the president of the Alchemist Guild, he was also well known to the people of Qingzhou City.

For a while, everyone's faces showed a sudden look, it turned out to be Song Lao's apprentice, no wonder he was so outstanding.

Then everyone talked from Mu Lingyue to Song Lao, and then to the upcoming president battle of the Alchemist Guild.

Between the mouths, the atmosphere in which everyone talked was actually a little hotter than the wontons that had just been served.

Under such circumstances, the Zhu family, who had just gone out to make amends to the City Lord's Mansion, heard this, and directly turned around and returned to the mansion, doubling the things for reparation.

Even the person who went to Qingshan Town to make amends was replaced by Zhu Shi's main wife, and the gifts must be a lot more than before.

The same lively scene is not only staged in Qingzhou City, but even the door of Mu's house in Qingshan Town is full of people holding gifts of all sizes as if it were a festival.