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The chief slams his fist against the nearest table and allowed the burning flame in his eyes to seethe forward. “How dare she abandon my son for a mere mundane!”

Under that violent appearance of their lord, the audiences were all too scared to utter a single word in protest. However, there was one individual who didn’t falter in fear and that’s Elder Muzhen. The woman was secretly snickering inside over her own success.

Want to let that woman enter the Misty Fairy House? Quit dreaming! I’ve killed that girl years ago so how can she ever show herself again?

“Forget it,” the chief tiredly closes his eyes in acceptance. Leaning against the chair he found behind himself: “I want to rest. All of you retreat for now until my summoning.”

“Yes, Chief.” Arching their fists, the crowd promptly left for the outside.

Throughout the whole process, both Zhongnan and Zhongbei brothers were keeping to themselves on the sideline without uttering anything. They knew under such circumstances their opinions are going to be ignored regardless of what they said. As such, the attendance today was nothing more than for show. Now that’s its done and over with, its normal for the two to leave and return to their home where their new disciple should be waiting.

“Wu Wei (chief).” Just as everyone has finished departing this place, leaving only the lonely father in this luxurious mansion, that’s when an impressive looking woman waltz in through the door.

In comparison to Elder Muzhen who kept up a fine appearance despite the old age, this newcomer in the light blue dress could only be considered a true beauty.

“How come you came?” The chief hurried to greet his wife after hearing her voice: “Didn’t I say I will handle Yun Feng’s matter?”

“Handle?” Jun Tian Yue (wife) only sneered in return after hearing that: “You’ve been saying you will handle our son’s matter for how many years now? Do you have a solution? If those alchemists can’t cure my son then why are you hesitating in looking for that girl?”

“But, Muzhen just…”

“I don’t care what she says or what she claims about that girl, I only know I want to save my son from his current state!” The motherly instinct in Jun Tian Yue was now fully coming out, causing her very existence to exude an aura of pain and sadness. “Regardless of her character, I will take her into our home so long as she can turn things around with our son….”

Seeing his precious wife quickly devolving into a sobbing state, Chief We Wei could no longer contain his emotions. Hurrying to pat the woman on the back to help sooth that mood, “Don’t worry, I will definitely find a way. Bai Chang Feng may not be able to cure our son but that doesn’t mean other alchemists out there couldn’t. I’m sure there are others who could…”

“Fine.” Jun Tian Yue suddenly stared straight into her husband’s eye and said: “I will give you three months. In that time, if you can’t do something about our son’s condition or find an alchemist who could cure him, then I’m leaving on my own in search of that girl!”

Three months?

Now it was Chief Wu Wei’s turn to make a frown. He only said those stuff in order to get his wife to stop crying. Who could’ve guessed the smart woman would use it against himself like so!

Oh my goodness, where am I supposed to find an alchemist who could rival Bai Chang Feng of the Medicine Sect?

But then a flash of light sparked within the man’s eye like he just remembered something. “I remember now. Wife, Bai Chang Feng mentioned hi granddaughter is also an alchemist and a very good one at that. Maybe she can cure Yun Feng’s illness. I went there before after the man’s birthday, but sadly my timing was off and the girl was gone already.”

“Really? Then what are you waiting for? Hurry and send some of our people out to search for that girl!” The mother’s face now glistened with hope. Even if the possibility was slim, she’s not going to give up, not when it involves her son’s future.

Making a bittersweet smile, Chief Wu Wei could only shake his head over the woman’s quick change in mood. As negative as he was over the chance of success regarding his own idea, he couldn’t exactly go back on his words now.

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At the same time while things were moving at the other end, Elder Muzhen had just finished returning to her own manor. Taking a sip of tea from the cup handed to her by the maid, the woman coldly snapped at the poor girl for no reason: “Go call Tian Ling over for me.”

“Yes, Elder.” The maid swiftly retreated, too afraid to meet eyes with the mistress of the house.

Not long after, a senior old man quickly walked over and respectfully arched his fist: “Greetings Elder, did you summon me?”