Old Master Murong knew that this marriage would not be successful. He apologized to An Changcheng with a face full of shame: "Nephew, my grandson is young and ignorant, I hope you will not make a fuss about it!"
An Changcheng snorted coldly, looking at Old Man Murong with a face full of anger: "How dare you, my An family is a small family, not worthy of your Murong family!
But no matter how poor my An family is, my children are still my treasures! I won't tolerate them being despised! How dare your grandson insult my daughter like this!
I, An Changcheng, swear hereby: From now on, the descendants of my An family and the descendants of your Murong family will have no further dealings! From now on, we will only be enemies!
An Yu and An Ran also glared at Mr. Murong. The anger of the three of them seemed to turn Mr. Murong into ashes!
When Mr. Murong heard what An Changcheng said, his face turned pale. He knew that what had happened was irreversible!
An Changcheng angrily ordered the guards to send the guests away and threw away the gifts they brought. Only then did he feel half relieved!
Seeing that An Changcheng was still furious, An Ran quickly slipped away. She didn't want to be pulled aside by An Changcheng to be lectured!
After returning to Youran Pavilion, An Ran couldn't suppress the smile on her face. She thought that a few words from Mr. Murong would make An Changcheng change his mind, but she didn't expect that Murong Jin would bring about his own death!
But thinking of Murong Jin's insulting words, An Ran's face was filled with anger, and she swore in her heart: From now on, she and the Murong family will have an irreconcilable feud! She will make Murong Jin pay the price!
An Ran was motivated, and her cultivation speed was much faster than before. During the one month of seclusion, An Ran practiced day and night, made pills, and tried various things. Finally, she advanced to the next level, and top-grade pills were now within her reach!
On this day, An Ran finally came out. She did it quietly without telling anyone. After slightly disguising herself to make sure she would not be recognized, she walked towards the central street!
After walking left and right for a long time, he arrived at the door of a slightly secluded alchemy workshop.
The alchemy house looked quite old. There were two big characters "Baili Danfang" inscribed on the plaque at the door. The handwriting was elegant and handsome, full of heroic spirit, which showed the broad mind of the person who wrote it. However, the paint on the handwriting had peeled off a bit. The house was clean and tidy, without any signs of disrepair.
Over the past month, after An Ran used up the herbs she picked, she started buying herbs from this family. Because the An family has been so popular recently, even though An Changcheng closed the door to visitors the day after the Murong family left, the An family still received various invitations every day. Now, the servants of the An family would be flattered whenever they went out. Fortunately, the servants of the An family were loyal and honest, and nothing happened.
In order to avoid the spotlight, An Ran had to disguise herself every time she went out, and was known as "Mu Yunxi".
The medicine boy at the door saw An Ran coming and smiled as if he had seen the God of Wealth. He hurried over to greet her:
"Miss Mu is here. What herbs do you want this time? Our shopkeeper just bought the first-grade herbs you mentioned from a group of mercenaries a few days ago!"
The tone was familiar and natural, which showed that An Ran had often visited this shop during her one-month retreat. I wonder how many medicinal herbs she had bought from this shop!
An Ran nodded, took out a gold coin and gave it to the medicine boy, saying calmly, "Give me another batch of the herbs you asked for last time. I'm looking to buy some second-grade herbs this time. Also, is your shopkeeper here? I'd like to discuss business with him!"
The medicine boy took the gold coins from An Ran and looked at her attentively: "Okay, I'll go get the herbs for you right away. What kind of second-grade herbs do you want?"
An Ran pulled out a piece of paper from her bosom and handed it to the medicine boy. The medicine boy looked at the list on the paper and his eyes widened in surprise. He looked at An Ran with a face full of disbelief:
"Miss Mu, the second-grade medicinal herbs you want are almost all common ones! If you buy all of them, they will be very expensive. Are you sure?"
An Ran nodded and said, "Money is not a problem, just go and get it. Where is your shopkeeper?"
The medicine boy looked at An Ran with a laugh and said, "Oh, look at my brain. My boss said that if you come, he will take you to see him. How could I forget?"
An Ran looked at the medicine boy in silence. Was he only thinking about making money by selling medicinal herbs and forgot everything else?
The medicine boy took An Ran upstairs, brought her to the store owner, and then went downstairs to pack the herbs.
"sit."
The shopkeeper looked at An Ran as she came in, smiled slightly, and spoke to her.
An Ran sat down as she was told and looked at the old man in front of her. His hair was gray, but he was full of energy and didn't look old at all.
Thinking of the fact that most other shopkeepers were middle-aged, An Ran began to doubt whether the man in front of her was actually the shopkeeper. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and looked at him.
The shopkeeper noticed An Ran's scrutiny and understood her curiosity. He stroked his beard and laughed, "Don't worry, I'm the shopkeeper. My last name is Wang, so you can call me Shopkeeper Wang."
Seeing that others knew of her suspicion, An Ran smiled awkwardly and introduced herself to Shopkeeper Wang: "My last name is Mu, you can call me Miss Mu. I came here to see you for something."
Shopkeeper Wang served An Ran a cup of tea and said to her, "Well, I just heard you talking to Xiao Tong. Before you discuss things with me, could you answer a question for me?"
An Ran frowned. What was this old man going to ask? She didn't know why, but she always felt like she was being stared at by his insightful eyes. There was no place to hide!
An Ran thought for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and looked at Shopkeeper Wang. She said to him, "What do you want to ask? Ask it." She thought for a moment and added, "I didn't say I would definitely answer."
Shopkeeper Wang burst into laughter at An Ran's reaction, and then asked An Ran: "I just want to know what Miss Mu wants so many first-grade medicinal herbs for? Is she going to use them for herself? Or..."
An Ran looked at Shopkeeper Wang sharply. This old man was truly insidious. Did he really have to find an alchemist from him? He couldn't just throw it away for fun. He had to find an alchemist.
An Ran figured this out, looked around, and then looked at Shopkeeper Wang. She said fearfully, "My master told me to go to the mountains to pick them! But I don't like picking herbs, so I came here to buy them!"
Shopkeeper Wang watched An Ran's excellent singing and reciting performance without exposing her. He laughed and said, "I already know what I wanted to know. I wonder if Miss Mu has anything to discuss with me?"
Seeing that they were starting to talk about serious matters, An Ran became serious. She took out a few bottles of pills she had made, pulled Wang's hand, and said seriously, "I'm here to sell pills. I wonder how Wang will take them?"
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