"Oh." Jing Ziyu only responded expressionlessly to show that he understood, but he still did not bow. He turned his head, but his face was full of smiles. He said to Ling Chuxi in a flattering manner,"Alchemist Grandmaster Ling, I will lead you to the guest rooms first. You must be tired after being busy for so long."
Looking at his appearance, he didn't care about this consecrated who had disappeared for many years. Comparing the two, to Ling Chuxi, it was like heaven, but to this high official Liang, it was like Earth. This scene made Minister Liang so angry that he almost had a brain hemorrhage.
"Master Jing, is this the young master you have chosen?" The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He stood up shakily with his Dragon-headed walking stick and angrily rebuked.