Dolai thought of many things at once, and imagined many scenes in his mind, such as some noble prince or duke running to this remote place to look for an heir and discovering a pharmacist by the way, or the son of some large force doing shameful things here and making friends with a pharmacist, or some big shot doing some secret things here, but what does this have to do with him.
He shook his head and said, "This has nothing to do with me. No matter who your master is, he is a nobody in my eyes. He hides his head and shows his tail, and dares not see people. Who he is has nothing to do with me. Take these things away, and I will not do business with him in the future."
Bang! The door slowly closed and a storage bag floated in front of the butler.
The butler's face suddenly froze. Damn it, he hadn't even finished his words.
The storage bag was returned intact. The housekeeper was actually a little confused. There were a lot of good things in it, which could definitely make a level 6 or 7 wizard kneel in front of him. He just said he didn't want it. It was really awesome.
However, a powerful pharmacist who can refine the eighth-level potion and the Thunder Demon Potion does not need to care about this little thing. As long as he can ensure the success rate, this little money is nothing and he can save it up with just a little time.
The host might have been careless. Perhaps if he had come in person, the effect would have been better. Now it's all over. He has offended the other party.
The manager put away the storage bag, touched his nose, and was about to go outside.
When he reached the entrance of the corridor, it became dark in front of him and a figure blocked his way. A small pharmacist appeared in front of him.
He might not be cool in front of Dolai, but in front of a manager of the pharmacists' union, the manager was particularly tough. He just took a look and said, "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"
When Ansel saw the butler like this, he thought, damn it, he got humiliated, why is he pretending in front of me? But he said respectfully, "Respected, um, butler, it's like this, you just went to Dolai Pharmacist?"
Although we don't know who the manager is, the fact that he can come here at this critical juncture must be the real top leaders of the Pharmacists Association who have spoken. No one dares to offend the person behind the scenes, so he can come here. No matter who he is, his identity is definitely amazing.
For the sake of an eighth-level pharmacist, that person put in a lot of effort and even used the favors of the high-level people in the professional association. This shows that the other party was sincere in trying to win over Dolai. However, that damn Dolai actually did not accept the challenge. This is intriguing, and it gives Ansel some room to maneuver when he sees the situation.
The housekeeper frowned and looked at the other person, thinking, what does this guy mean, is he grudge against Dolai? Can he still speak for him?
He thought for a moment and said, "Yes, what do you want?"
Ai Si'er nodded and said respectfully, "It's like this. Dolai is a newcomer who just came in not long ago and is under my jurisdiction. If you have any questions, I can help you to talk to him. Of course, this requires your nod. If it works out, my service is free. If it doesn't work out, just pretend we have never met?"
The butler was a little confused when he saw the other party like this. He had experienced Dolai's temper before, so how could he listen to a small butler?
He thought about it and realized that he had to complete the task assigned by his master, so he thought about it and said, "Okay? But if you make the other party even more angry, I will hold you responsible."
His tone suddenly became stern.
Ansel murmured in his heart, how could I make the other party even angrier? What difference would it make? It would only make you more angry with Dolai, and it has nothing to do with me.
He smiled and said, "I'll try my best." He thought to himself, "If you can quarrel, that would be the best."
He immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Please follow me." He straightened his chest and walked towards Dole's room with his head held high.
Soon, the two came to Dolai's room again.
The butler looked at Ansel, who coughed and then knocked on the door gently.
Boom boom boom.
Dolai was wondering who that person was. He could come up alone and come to his door. He must be very powerful.
The pharmacists in the Wizard Tower are all treasures of the Professional Association, especially the eighth and ninth level pharmacists. They are even the precious talents of the entire Injury-Free Province. They are protected by many levels. Without the permission of the Professional Association, they cannot come up at all, unless Dolai goes out by himself.
If someone can come in now, he must be from a high-level position and have greeted the upper echelons of the professional association.
On paper, he is still a seventh-level pharmacist and has not yet been promoted to the eighth level. However, it is assumed that the Thunder Demon Potion was made by him, and the news has reached the upper levels. He can consider himself to be treated as an eighth-level pharmacist.
The butler can come up here, so the other party must be of great background.
It’s just that the other party’s behavior is disgusting, and Dolai really doesn’t intend to get entangled with them.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, so he frowned and walked towards the door.
When Dolai opened the door and saw the person coming, he frowned immediately.
Ansel, with that unknown steward again.
He was about to close the door immediately, but before he did so he thought, what on earth was this guy going to do?
Ansel still had a professional smile on his face at this time, and he smiled gently at Dolai, "Wizard Dolai, you may not know that this person represents a big shot and his family. They are very sincere."
The butler also said sincerely at this time, "We are really sincere, Wizard Dolai, you have seen our sincerity."
Dolai looked at the two men, not knowing what they were going to do.
He thought for a moment and said thoughtfully, "I don't care who you are or who you are. I am just an alchemist. There is no need to treat me like this because I know I am not worthy of you. Director Ansel, I know exactly what you are planning. I am only a level 7 pharmacist now, not a level 8 pharmacist yet. When I really reach the level 8 pharmacist, will you invest in me?"
When the butler heard this, he immediately had an opinion of Ansel. This Dolai pharmacist had an opinion of this guy.
He looked at Ansel.
Ansel's face was a little stiff at this time. Dole was so disrespectful to him.
The next moment, his expression changed, and the aura of an eighth-level wizard suddenly rose from his body. His aura was like a flaming inferno, rising slowly, as if it was about to pounce on him in the next moment.
Seeing this, the butler frowned slightly, and a momentum rose from his body, like a mountain, standing firmly in front of him, even in front of Duolai, helping him to block this momentum.
He frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Ansel saw the butler's actions and snorted coldly, "This Dolai is so ungrateful. Master Butler, I suggest reporting this to the higher-ups and expelling him from the Pharmacist Association."
The housekeeper was stunned.