As he listened to the stewards words and looked at the badge the steward handed over, the Patriarch's eyes lit up in surprise: "Saint Rank Alchemist? Is there a Saint Rank Alchemist in our city? That's great! That's great! My Lady, there's hope for Heng'er!
The tearful woman was stunned when she heard this: "Saint Rank Alchemist? Where? Where? Where did the Saint Rank Alchemist come from?"
Upon seeing this, the other man and woman in the room gathered around.
"My Lady, look!" Patriarch Qin handed the badge forward: "This is the badge of a Saint Rank Alchemist. You stay here and look after Heng'er, I will go out and take a look." Having spoken, he strode out immediately.
At this time, Feng Jiu was sitting in the front hall drinking tea. She looked at the maid at the side who was serving her from time to time. After a while, when the middle-aged man with a tiger's pace came into the front hall, she also looked over and sized him up.
