The little guy's eyes are so bright and his clever little face is just too adorable.
"I never intended to make things difficult for you. I'm only taking you away this time to ask you to help me refine some Spirit Gathering Pills. Once you're done, I'll send you back." Shang Beiyu chuckled softly and reached out to pinch the little bandit's cheek.
Ji Fengyao dodged in time this time and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good. This junior will do my best to refine the Spirit Gathering Pill for senior."
Finally, Ji Fengyao said, "But senior, my family must be very worried about me disappearing like this. Could I please send a message home?"
Perhaps it's because they're afraid the Ninth Prince will worry!
The thought that the little guy still had Shang Xiye in his heart filled Shang Beiyu with displeasure. He snorted coldly and deliberately put on a cold and mean appearance: "I don't want too many people to know about my affairs. If you leak them, I will kill whoever finds out!"
Ji Fengyao: "..."
This thing is most likely to have popped out of a crack in a rock!
And it was completely disfigured, the kind of disfigurement that couldn't be shown to anyone!
"Just focus on refining pills for me. I'll send you back whenever the pills are finished," Shang Beiyu added, afraid that his words might have been too harsh and frighten the little one.
Ji Fengyao gritted her teeth inwardly, forced out a polite smile that seemed to be a greeting to your whole family, and squeezed out a sweet sentence through her teeth: "Okay, senior."
It's more than just the Spirit Gathering Pill.
Holy crap!
All poison pills below the fourth rank have been pre-ordered for you, senior!
The longsword stopped above an ancient temple deep in the mountains. If Shang Beiyu hadn't brought Ji Fengyao here, she would never have imagined that in this low-level plane, in this era, in this deep mountain forest, on such a towering mountaintop, there would actually be such an ancient temple.
Shang Beiyu landed with Ji Fengyao.
As she approached the ancient temple, Ji Fengyao sensed fluctuations in the surrounding array.
Dressed in a simple white dress, Song Huiru ran out of the ancient temple excitedly, saying sweetly, "Your Excellency, you..."
Upon suddenly seeing Ji Fengyao beside Shang Beiyu, Song Huiru was stunned, her eyes clearly showing a hint of anger: "Princess Chonghe! Your Majesty, why did you bring her here!"
Considering that Song Huiru might be his destined one, Shang Beiyu restrained himself and did not scold her, but said in a very indifferent and distant manner: "She is an alchemist. I brought her here to refine a Spirit Gathering Pill for you to help you cultivate."
After saying that, he led Ji Fengyao into the ancient temple on his own.
"An alchemist?" Song Huiru exclaimed incredulously, "Isn't she just a crude bandit? How could she possibly be an alchemist?"
Shang Beiyu was extremely disgusted by Song Huiru's choice of words to refer to the little one. He clenched his fist tightly in his sleeve, stopped in his tracks, stared coldly at Song Huiru, and said in a deep voice with great displeasure, "You are questioning me?"
Seeing how serious Your Excellency is, could this bandit really be an alchemist?
Song Huiru felt resentful and unwilling, but dared not resist Shang Beiyu in the slightest, and quickly obediently said, "Huiru wouldn't dare."
"I know you and Princess Chonghe have a grudge in the Ninth Prince's Mansion, but now that you have submitted to me and are no longer a member of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, you should no longer hold onto those trivial grievances from the Ninth Prince's Mansion." Shang Beiyu's unusually deep voice sounded sinister and cold, like the voice of a ghost in the dark night, sending chills down one's spine: "Alchemists are a highly respected figure in any world. Princess Chonghe is my honored guest, and I do not wish to hear any more disrespectful words about her from your mouth."
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