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Chapter 671: On the Eve of Departure 4
Pharmacist Leng glanced at Su Luo and said indifferently, "Since Li Yaoyao could stay by Master's side for half a year, it shows that Master thinks highly of her. She will most likely be the chosen Disciple. Google Search Reading"
Su Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.
Li Yaoyao, with the Yaochi Li Family behind her, was already so arrogant. If she were to become Great Master Rong Yun's Disciple, then… Su Luo bit her lower lip, her mind racing with countless thoughts.
Pharmacist Leng clearly disliked Li Yaoyao. He grunted twice, "Emperor Jing's words don't work on Prince Jin, but if Great Master Rong Yun orders Prince Jin to marry Li Yaoyao, and Prince Jin doesn't agree… You're young and don't know how many people in this world owe Master a favor.
Moreover, everyone who owes Great Master Rong Yun a favor is a contemporary powerhouse, a figure who can influence a region with a stomp of their foot. Pharmacist Leng did not say these words aloud.
Su Luo had originally thought that Great Master Rong Yun's acceptance of a Disciple had nothing to do with her; she was just an observer listening to a story.
But now, listening to Pharmacist Leng, if Li Yaoyao was truly chosen, then she would have no place to stand on this continent. This problem would be serious.
However, Su Luo frowned. What was Pharmacist Leng's motive for constantly trying to persuade her to become a Disciple?
Su Luo raised an eyebrow with a half-smile, "Pharmacist Leng, do you really want me to become a Disciple?"
"This old man just doesn't like that girl from the Li family." Pharmacist Leng turned his face away.
"Do you think I'll be chosen?" Su Luo asked seriously.
Pharmacist Leng shook his head and directly stated the facts: "The chances of that girl from the Li family being chosen are over ninety percent, while you have no chance of winning."
Su Luo glared at him resentfully, "Then why are you still trying to persuade me to become a Disciple? Aren't you intentionally making me cannon fodder? Or rather, cannon fodder for Li Yaoyao."
"But nothing is absolute. Until the last moment, no one knows the outcome." Pharmacist Leng smiled at Su Luo, "Almost everyone opposes you and Prince Jin now, but if you become Master's Disciple, what do those people matter?"
It must be said that Pharmacist Leng's last sentence was extremely tempting.
Su Luo thought of Nangong Liuyun, and the efforts and sacrifices he had made for their relationship. But all this time, she had passively accepted, never actively doing anything for him.
Now, it was time for her to make an effort.
"Alright, I promise you." A look of determination flashed across Su Luo's face, "I refuse to believe that with my talent as a Junior Alchemist, capable of refining Intermediate spiritual essence pills, I would lose to that outwardly kind but inwardly malicious and pretentious woman, Li Yaoyao."
Pharmacist Leng heard this, and a smile quickly flashed in his eyes.
The two talked for a long time, and the tea had grown somewhat cold.
At this moment, the scorching sun was high in the sky, and Su Xi knelt upright in the courtyard, her back straight.
Su Xi finally managed to stop a passing servant, hoping he would deliver a message to Pharmacist Leng, but the servant didn't even glance at her and walked away haughtily.
Su Xi was utterly dejected.
Just then, Su Zi'an returned, annoyed. He saw Su Xi still kneeling and couldn't help but feel a bit angry: "Why are you still kneeling here?"
The sun was directly overhead, scorching hot. Su Xi was dizzy from the heat. She looked up and saw Su Zi'an, and immediately brightened: "Father—"
Father said he went to request an imperial edict. After so long, surely the imperial edict had been brought?
Facing Su Xi's expectant gaze, a hint of awkwardness flashed in Su Zi'an's eyes.
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