After saying that, Butler Leng flicked his sleeves and was about to go in.
Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared from the side. A girl, no more than five or six years old, with two pigtails, hugged Butler Leng's thighs and cried, "Butler Leng, please, please give me some medicine, my mother is about to fall ill... Wuwu... please..."
The little girl's words seemed to resonate with everyone, and crying and shouting rang out one after another.
The cries came one after another, each one more miserable than the last.
However, Butler Leng's face was as cold as his surname. He grabbed the little girl and threw her aside like a discarded rag. He even patted his trouser legs as if he was disgusted by the dirt and snorted in a cold voice, "You want medicine? Unless you can bring out a treasure that our master would like. If you want our master to treat you and give you medicine? You're daydreaming!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked away coldly.
Su Luo frowned slightly. Like master, like servant. Butler Leng acted so arrogantly, so Pharmacist Leng must be quite formidable as well.
But even if you're a high-level alchemist, how could you be better than the legendary Purple Fire Elder? He has the "Nameless Pill Formula" he dedicated his entire life to, and he also has the world-famous Purple Fire Medicine Cauldron. Do you, Pharmacist Leng, have that?
Su Luo raised her eyebrows and signaled to Pharmacist Zuo.
A bitter smile flashed across Pharmacist Zuo's eyes.
There is a strict hierarchy among alchemists. As a mid-level alchemist, he can still be confident in front of others, but he can only lower his head and be submissive in front of senior alchemists.
And everyone knows that Butler Leng grew up with Pharmacist Leng. The two are close friends. Pharmacist Leng is devoted to studying medicine and all trivial matters are left to Butler Leng. Therefore, it has always been Butler Leng who is arrogant in front of others, but no one dares to be arrogant in front of him.
Even Zuo, when he met Butler Leng, couldn't straighten his back.
Pharmacist Zuo put on a smile and called out to Butler Leng who was about to go in.
Butler Leng turned around and saw Pharmacist Zuo, frowning slightly, his expression somewhat disrespectful: "Pharmacist Zuo, why are you here again? My master doesn't have time to guide you through your messy doubts."
After saying that, Butler Leng walked into the room without stopping and signaled his followers to close the door.
Su Luo raised the corner of her mouth into a mocking sneer.
Is a high-level alchemist really that impressive? A housekeeper in his family can boss a mid-level alchemist around? And even dare to shut the door in his face, completely ignoring him?
Looking at Pharmacist Zuo again, he was seen stroking his goat beard, his face expressionless, as if he had anticipated the scene before him, and he did not feel any aversion to Manager Leng's attitude.
It seems that he is accustomed to such scenes.
It is easy to see the King of Hell, but it is difficult to deal with little ghosts.
No wonder, no wonder even Butler Xu couldn’t invite Pharmacist Leng.
Su Luo smiled coldly, pressed the door that was about to close, and said in a firm voice with a hint of coldness: "Wait a minute!"
Someone was actually so audacious as to stop her? Butler Leng found it incredible. He revealed his sharp-nosed face, a pair of shrewd and arrogant eyes that glared coldly at Su Luo. He raised his chin proudly and glanced at Su Luo: "Where did you come from, little yellow-haired girl? Are you tired of living?"
What a rude and disrespectful housekeeper!
But no matter how unreasonable he was, countless people still knelt down and begged him to accept the gifts they had carefully selected and spent all their money on. Facts once again proved to Su Luo how respected the profession of alchemist was on the mainland.
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