Chapter 567
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Fang Chen and Lin Shuwen were the only ones left in the private room. The atmosphere was rather awkward.
Fang Chen stood up and nodded to Old Mr. Pei and Pei Feng. He told them that it was time to leave and gestured for Lin Shuwen to follow him.
Before long, Fang Chen and Lin Shuwen left the room.
Old Mr. Pei could no longer stand after everyone left. He stumbled and fell onto the chair. His face was ashen.
Pei Feng wanted to help his father up but was pushed away. "Dad..."
Old Mr. Pei sat on the chair for a long time before he suddenly chuckled. "Pei Feng, you really shouldn't have done this today."
Pei Feng clenched his fists. Before he could say anything, he heard his father's voice again.
"You probably don't know... Little Master Huo is an S-class apothecary."
Old Mr. Pei's voice was soft, but it struck Pei Feng's heart. He looked at his father in disbelief. "H-how is that possible? An 18-year-old S-class apothecary... "
Old Mr. Pei's eyes landed on the carpet as he smiled. "Nothing is impossible. Just because you haven't met one doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
Because of his youngest son's prejudice against Huo Yao's age, Old Mr. Pei always got annoyed whenever he mentioned Huo Yao as an apothecary. In the end, he never mentioned it again.
However, there was no point in talking about it now.
Old Mr. Pei placed his hands on his knees and slowly stood up. He didn't look at Pei Feng again. His stooped back looked desolate as he slowly walked out of the private room.
Pei Feng suddenly felt his throat go dry as he looked at his father's back. An S-class apothecary... Even the President of the Apothecaries' Association only became an S-class apothecary in the past two years.
An 18-year-old S-class apothecary. It was unimaginable.
Pei Feng clenched his fists. He did not know how to describe his feelings right now. After all, his father had no reason to lie to him. However... Pei Feng suddenly felt a little regretful when he recalled how he had targeted him.
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Huo Yao and Min Yu walked out of the private room.
Huo Yao looked at Min Yu and said, "I'm going to the bathroom. Why don't you wait for me downstairs?"
"Sure," replied Min Yu softly as he glanced at her.
Huo Yao looked around before she quickly found the washroom sign and went over.
Min Yu retracted his gaze and walked downstairs at a moderate pace.
When he reached the lobby, Min Yu walked to the rest area. He took out his phone from his coat and texted Zhuo Yun.
He was good-looking and had a strong aura. Even if he just stood there casually, he would be able to attract people's attention.
Therefore, He Xiaoman, who was also waiting in the lounge, naturally noticed Min Yu.
At first glance, she felt that this person was somewhat familiar. After thinking about it, she quickly remembered where she had seen this person before.
Half a year ago, in her hometown, Fu County, this young man seemed to be living next door to her mother. At that time, because of her adopted daughter, she had met him by chance twice.
Moreover, the other party's face was very recognizable, so it was not difficult to remember.
He Xiaoman did not expect to meet someone from her hometown here. She carefully observed him and found that his every movement carried an innate elegance and nobility. His temperament was better than that of many young masters from rich and powerful families.
He didn't look like a country bumpkin at all.
He Xiaoman pursed her lips and quickly looked away. No matter how good his temperament was and how charming he was, he was not born in a small county. There was nothing special about him.
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