The Crazy Hostage

The group of alchemists suddenly bowed in unison, their expressions dignified, filled with deep respect.

“How come my brother-in-law changed his clothes? He looks quite elegant, and oh! There’s even the emblem of the Alchemist Pavilion embroidered on it. Wow!”

The green phoenix exclaimed softly.

“Sister, look at the medal on his chest, it’s golden! Eight medicinal herbs...”

The green phoenix covered her mouth.

“Brother-in-law has truly become an eighth-rank alchemist!”

“Greetings, elders!” the alchemists called out in unison.

“No need for formalities, fellow alchemists! My name is Lu Suifeng, and I have fortunately reached the rank of an eighth-ranked alchemist. The title of elder is merely an honorary one, there’s no need for such a grand ceremony. I might get scared away!”

Lu Suifeng waved his hand, and a gentle force lifted all the alchemists.

“No need for excessive courtesy!” Master Duanmu said solemnly.