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The corner of Jun Qianyan's mouth slightly twitched. He began to suspect that letting Feng Chen Lang go and convince Meng Fan was the right decision?

"But …" Meng Fan wanted to struggle, but Feng Chenlang had no intention of giving him the chance to do so.

"But what? But let me tell you, the machine won't come again! "

Jun Qiyan suddenly felt that Feng Chenlang was now very much like a profession in society - marketing!

People who didn't know would think that they were in a distribution organization …

"Cough cough cough. Senior brother, don't listen to his nonsense. If you are truly worried about what master is thinking, then ask him."

If Meng Fan really didn't want to be used by him, then there was nothing he could do.

I can't force him to stay in White City, can I? This was also not something that Jun Qiyan could do.

Feng Chenlang glared at Jun Qiyan with a bit of hidden bitterness. His gaze was obviously blaming her.

While Meng Fan wasn't paying attention, Feng Chen Lang pulled Jun Qiyan aside and asked in a low voice, "What's going on with you? It looked like she was about to agree … If Master Words were to let him return within 10 days and half a month, where would we go to cry? "

That was a grade-8 apothecary! Did he think that he could easily find the cabbages on the street?

Was this fellow trying to make a ruckus with his nonchalant attitude?

Jun Qiyan couldn't help but roll her eyes at Feng Chenlang, her attitude clearly indicating that she didn't want to bother with him.

"You're really stupid when I say you're stupid?!" Have you seen anyone practice? Ten days and a half? "

When Jun Qianyan said this, Feng Chenlang showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Jun Qianyan couldn't help but mutter in his heart. His IQ was worrying, while his IQ was worrying …

Sure enough, after Meng Fan and the others finished their friendly conversation, a relaxed smile appeared on Meng Fan's face.

Feng Chen Lang excitedly walked over and asked with a smile: "How is it?"

Meng Fan said, "My master told me to stay outside to gain some experience before returning. As for when I might return, he won't ask."

When Meng Fan said this, the smile on Feng Chenlang's face became even more obvious. However, Jun Qiyan was not as happy as Feng Chenlang. Instead, her eyes darkened, causing people to be unable to guess what she was thinking about.

Jun Qiyan didn't want to be so simple. Meng Fan being willing to stay in White City was naturally a good thing, but she really couldn't understand why Grandmaster Words wanted to do this. Meng Fan wouldn't necessarily be of the greatest use to her.

In addition, she could see the affection he held for Meng Fan in his eyes.

He was Meng Fan's Junior Sister, and as for Meng Fan's Senior Brother, how could he possibly have a senior apprentice sister like his?

Although he was rather well-known in the East Xuan Continent, there were plenty of people who were more capable than her. Jun Qianyan didn't really dare to hope that her achievement would be noticed by Master Words.

In any case, Meng Fan being here was a good thing.

Jun Qiyan smiled as he looked at the two people before him, then said, "Senior Brother, welcome to White City."

Meng Fan also smiled and nodded. Feng Chen Lang put his arm around Meng Fan's shoulders and said, "Since we've come to White City, you'll be one of us. From today onwards, Brother Lang will protect you.

Feng Yunlang clenched his fists and looked as if he was about to go all out. Jun Qiyan found it somewhat funny.

"Oh right, Fan Fan, you still haven't told me where your current level is?"

"I'm not as strong as you. Breaking through to the Xiantian realm right now, I'm still one step away from the Aurous Core stage."

As the sound of his voice faded, a strange silence filled the air.

Feng Chenlang said hoarsely, "You say that you're about to break through to the Aurous Core stage?"

Meng Fan still hadn't noticed how shocking his words were. He nodded blankly and said, "That's right, I haven't even broken through to the Jindan Stage, and I've been stuck here for almost two years. Master has always called me stupid …"

He still felt a bit wronged after saying so.

Feng Chen Lang: "…"

Jun Qiyan: "…"

If it wasn't for the fact that he knew that his master was a master of speech and that he had stayed in the valley all year round without going out, Feng Chenlang swore that he would definitely beat this bastard to death!

He was f * cking clearly putting on an act! If this was tolerable, then so be it!

"Hur Hur Hur, then Master Words' requirements are quite high."

Feng Chenlang scratched his head a little awkwardly, not saying anything about protecting Meng Fan. This bastard was even stronger than him, so why the f * ck was he protecting Meng Fan?

Jun Qiyan's complexion also did not look good. She could not help but feel that her future days were incomparably dark.

Meng Fan's talent was definitely not any worse than his. Moreover, it could be seen that even though Meng Fan worked extremely hard, he was still called stupid by Master Words …

Jun Qiyan did not dare to imagine his future.

Feng Chenlang felt even more hopeless, why did he feel that his status was about to be lost?!

A Grade Eight Alchemist was an existence that was on the verge of breaking through to the Aurous Core stage …

His position would be replaced by someone else every minute!

Furthermore, who said that apothecaries and cultivation are unable to go hand in hand?

Coming out, he felt that if he didn't beat them to death. He had originally thought that having Jun Feiyan would already be enough to go against the heaven's will. Now that he had Meng Fan with him, how were they going to survive?

Feng Chen Lang expressed that he could not accept this.

Seeing that it was getting late, Jun Qiyan, Meng Chenlang, and the others arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

Jun Qiyan sat at the head of the table, feeling extremely emotional.

"I am not qualified to sit in this seat," Jun Qiyan said in a low voice as she looked at the people below.

This sentence was not a polite one. It was what he wanted to say in his heart.

He didn't have any contribution to the White City, but Gu Yao and the rest had been taking care of it.

Asked himself, Jun Qiyan felt that she was not qualified to sit in this position.

On the other hand, Jing Ji Bai and the rest shook their heads. "First of all, the White City wouldn't even exist without you."

Gu Yao Jing, Ji Bai, Feng Chenlang, and the rest all nodded in agreement. If it wasn't for Jun Qiyan's victory, how could the Bai City still be in its current state?

"Choosing us is also your choice."

For some unknown reason, a hint of trust in his son flashed past Gu Yao's face.

Jun Qiyan pursed her lips, not noticing Gu Yao's strangeness. She blinked, feeling somewhat moved in her heart, "To be able to meet you all, it's not like I, Jun Qianyan, have wasted my time in this world!"

Jun Qiyan said with a smile.

The heavens had treated him well, allowing him to reincarnate, and even allowing him to encounter these people.

Beijing, Ji Bai, took the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile, "Rather than sighing about all these, why don't you take a good look at those account books of yours when you're not here these past few days?"

A trace of craftiness flashed across Jing Ji's eyes, while Jun Qiyan's expression faltered.

Ji Bai's face stiffened and he gave the order. Several maids brought in a few baskets of account books one by one.

Ji Bai said with a smile, "The account books are all here, but there are a lot of places in White City that just started using money. They started to make money later on. I remember there are some details."

Jun Qiyan looked at the account book beside him and instantly understood what was going on.

What was to come would eventually come. The Heavenly Dao was a good reincarnation, who was spared by the heavens!

"Um, I believe you …"

Just as Jun Qiyan was about to refuse, he was interrupted by Jing and Ji Bai.

"City Lord, you can't do this, you still have to see what you should see."

The capital's Ji Bai interrupted Jun Qiyan without a second thought.

Feng Chenlang and the rest also started to agree, "That's right. You are the City Lord after all. So no matter what, don't you have a plan?"

What a joke. After toiling for such a long time, they must at least let this fellow experience the pain that they had suffered in the past few days, no?

As a result, they fought in unison. It was as if he was trying to force the court into a corner without even looking at us.

Jun Qiyan sneered, gritted his teeth and said, "I've never seen you two so united!"

Regardless of the joke, Jun Qiyan was still patient as she finished reading the account books.

After dealing with the matters in White City, it was about time for him to make an appointment with Master Wordmaster. Jun Qiyan returned to the Eastern Kingdom first, preparing to bring the few of them to White City. After all, he did not want the matter of the Sword Spirit Sect to happen a second time.

He could not bear the second blow either.

"Grandfather, can I take you to White City?"

Jun Qiyan squatted down and said with a gentle voice.

Jun Mo Chen was sitting in a wheelchair, with a long scar across his handsome face that mercilessly destroyed his beauty.

He lowered his head, pursed his lips without saying a word, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Jun Qiyan's expression darkened as he looked at Jun Mo Chen.

Jun Xuanfeng couldn't help but let out a sigh as he looked at this scene, and then said: "Dye, you can go wherever you want to go. This old man doesn't have any objections."

Jun Xuanfeng heaved a sigh of relief.

She stood up and looked at Jun Zhentian. Jun Zhentian did not make eye contact with Jun Qiyan, so perhaps it was because he felt guilty towards Jun Qianyan, but Jun Xuanfeng had yet to speak up.

Jun Qiyan was somewhat startled. Unknowingly, time had flown by and Jun Zhentian had already turned white.

Although Jun Zhentian had always been unkind to the original owner and Jun Qianyan had once blamed this man for his bias in her heart, nothing was important anymore. Since he had sincerely repented, Jun Qianyan had long been relieved of her grievances.

"Father, the Jun Family, there is nothing to linger around here. Come with us to White City."

Jun Qianyan slowly said as the corners of his mouth widened into a smile.

Jun Zhentian was startled, he had not expected Jun Qiyan to say such words. His voice rose a little as he asked excitedly, "Dye, what did you just say?"

Jun Zhentian's voice trembled as if he wanted to grab onto Jun Qiyan's shoulder, but after a moment of hesitation, he retracted his hand.

Jun Qiyan found it somewhat amusing and continued patiently, "I said, why don't you come with us to White City?"

"It's not that, it's the previous sentence."

Jun Qianyan was surprised for a moment, and then carefully asked in a probing tone, "Father?"

Jun Zhentian was full of tears as he couldn't remember how long he had been called his father for.

However, when she thought of the bastard things she had done back then, she didn't dare to ask Jun Qiyan to recognize her as a father.

He was naturally happy that Jun Qiyan had taken the initiative to call him father.

"Ai …" "Hey, good child, what you say is what it is."

Jun Zhentian cautiously asked.

Jun Qiyan looked at Jun Zhentian, and sighed in his heart; he was fearless.

If Jun Zhentian had treated "Jun Qiyan" well, even if he had only treated a tenth of the original owner's current strength, the original owner would not have died such a miserable death.

But humans were just like that. They would never be able to see the true face of those people without going through some things.

"Big brother, why don't we go to White City together?"

Jun Qiyan was unwilling to accept this. She continued to try to communicate with Jun Mo Chen.

Jun Mochen's dull eyes slowly turned to look at Jun Qiyan, who was feeling anxious and anxious as he nervously looked at Jun Mo Chen.

Jun Mo Chen looked at the person in front of him; he wanted to reach out and touch Jun Qiyan's head, but his hands and feet had been cut off, and he was unable to do so.

Jun Qiyan could not help but feel a sour taste in his nose as he felt the pain coming from Jun Mo Chen.