Elder Wen didn't want to be a member of the judging panel, but he changed his mind when he heard Colamisu's words.
He immediately stood up and walked to the rostrum. He said calmly, "I didn't expect that after so many years, little Phil's temper has grown."
Little Phil?
Everyone looked at Elder Wen in shock. They didn't know who this little Phil was.
Only a few of Koramisu's close friends were shocked. They stared at Elder Wen in shock. Little Phil was Koramisu's nickname. It had been decades since anyone had called him that. Who was this Eastern elder?
Colamisu's body trembled when he heard that familiar yet strange voice. He stared at Elder Wen, who was walking toward him. The old man's face gradually overlapped with a figure in his memory. Colamisu's mind exploded. He suddenly stood up and stared at Elder Wen. His voice trembled as he asked, "You are … Master Wen."
"Oh, little Phil's memory isn't bad. You still remember me. Not bad, not bad."
Elder Wen said calmly.
But his calm tone was like a bolt from the blue. Colamisu's body trembled. His murky old eyes were filled with disbelief. The memories that had been sealed in his mind for many years surged out.
More than 60 years ago, when he was only a teenager, he suddenly contracted a strange disease. The royal family gathered the world's top doctors for a consultation, but they couldn't even find the cause of the disease, let alone cure it.
Even the world's top doctors were helpless against this strange disease. Colamisu had lost all hope and could only lie in bed and wait for death.
But in the end, the Royal Family invited the mysterious Master Wen from who knows where. In just a short three days, he was able to get rid of the disease and recover. This made him revere his savior like a god.
It was also because he worshipped Master Wen from the bottom of his heart that he took the initiative to give up his right to inherit the throne. He devoted all his attention to medical research and vowed to become a doctor like Master Wen.
It could be said that Master Wen's appearance had completely changed his life. Even though sixty years had passed and he was already old, the thin figure that had given him hope in his most desperate moments had always been hidden in the depths of his memory. He hadn't forgotten it even for a moment.
However, Great Master Wen looked exactly like this in the past. More than sixty years had passed, so why did he still look the same? There was no sign of aging at all.
Colamisu's heart was filled with doubts, but Elder Wen's appearance and tone of voice when he called him little Phil was exactly the same. He was sure that this Elder Wen in front of him was the Master Wen that he could not forget for more than sixty years.
"Master Wen, how have you been all these years?"
Colamisu excitedly walked up to him and respectfully placed his right hand on his chest, bowing deeply at a ninety-degree angle.
The whole place was dead silent. Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at the scene in disbelief.
Who was Colamisu? Not only was he a top medical professor, but he was also a prince of the French royal family. In terms of status, there were only a handful of people in this world who could surpass him.
No matter how hard they thought, they couldn't figure out who this unassuming old man from the east was. How could he make Prince Colamisu bow to him so respectfully?
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern."
Elder Wen patted Colamisu's shoulder and smiled. His appearance was completely the attitude of an elder to a junior, causing everyone to be taken aback.
"Master Wen, please sit. I didn't know it was you before, so little Phil was impolite. I've made a fool of myself."
Colamisu's eyes were filled with deep admiration. He didn't have the time to discuss with anyone else and respectfully gave his position as judge to Elder Wen. "Professor Colamisu, this Master Wen is …"
Carlos wasn't stupid. When he saw how respectful Colamisu was towards Elder Wen, he knew that Elder Wen's identity wasn't simple, so he quietly asked.
Colamisu was respectful to Elder Wen, but he wasn't so polite to others. He frowned and said impatiently, "You don't have the right to know Master Wen's identity."
A trace of anger flashed in Carlos's eyes, but he forced himself not to explode. He awkwardly smiled and obediently shut his mouth.
After all, Colamisu was a prince. He wasn't someone a big shot in the medical world like him could easily offend.
Even Carlos was rebuffed. No matter how curious the other two judges were, they didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Even worse, Colamisu refused to add another seat and insisted on standing behind Elder Wen like a disciple. He even said that he didn't have the right to sit in front of Master Wen. This made the other judges' expressions fluctuate. They didn't know whether to stand or sit. It was as if they were sitting on pins and needles.
Fortunately, Elder Wen was understanding and told them not to be nervous. He was only making a temporary appearance. After all, he had some knowledge in the field of alchemy.
"Elder Wen, long time no see."
What shocked them the most was that Catherine, who they had always looked down on because she was too young, greeted Elder Wen in a natural and unrestrained manner. They seemed to be very familiar with each other. Colamisu was dumbfounded. If he knew that the two knew each other, he wouldn't have dared to look down on Catherine at all.
Old Man Wen smiled kindly and said, "Yu Ji, how is your father?"
"Elder Meng Wen is very caring. My father is very well now. He is cultivating in the sect."
Catherine's eyes dimmed, but she immediately returned to normal and replied very naturally.
Ding Ning, on the other hand, was startled. Isn't this Elder Wen from the Rothschild Clan? Why does he seem to be very familiar with Tian Xuanzi? This is really strange. Does that guy have friends?
"Hehe, it's been more than ten years. I'm glad to hear news from an old friend."
Elder Wen sighed, but he couldn't conceal the smile on his face. He muttered to himself, "What cultivation? That scourge must've stirred up some trouble and is being forced to reflect on his mistakes in the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets."
"Erm, Elder Wen, we don't know anything about alchemy. Since you are here, you can be the main judge."
Catherine noticed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and she felt a little embarrassed. She quickly changed the topic.
Anyone who had such an unreliable father would be disgraced, especially Elder Wen. He knew so much about her family's matters that it made her feel uneasy.
"Alright."
Elder Wen smiled and looked at Ding Ning who had been watching coldly from the side. "Little friend, can I have a look at the pill?"
"Since you are the main judge, of course you can."
Ding Ning reached out and threw the jade bottle containing the pill to Elder Wen.
However, this throw frightened everyone. That was because the medicine bottle whistled through the air towards Elder Wen's face like a bullet.
Colamisu was scared out of his wits and he shouted, "Master Wen, watch out!"
"Little friend, you are testing me to see if I am qualified to be the main judge."
Elder Wen smiled. His shoulders didn't move, and his body didn't sway. He reached out and grabbed the bottle, easily dispersing the force and firmly holding it in his hand.
Ding Ning said calmly, "Seeing that you are friends with the scourge, I will give you this Essence Opening Pill."
Before he finished speaking, a medicine bottle exactly the same as the one before fell steadily on the table of the referee's seat. Elder Wen's expression changed, and he looked at Ding Ning in shock. Even with his strength, he did not see that Ding Ning had thrown out two medicine bottles at the same time. He had shamelessly boasted that he was qualified to be a referee. If Ding Ning had really wanted to kill him, he would have been a dead man by now.
He was only in his early twenties, but he possessed strength that far exceeded his own. What kind of freak was he?
But what shocked him even more was that Ding Ning used Tian Xuanzi's name to give him an Essence Opening Pill. What did this mean? It meant that the suppressed injuries in his body didn't escape Ding Ning's eyes at all.
I made a mistake, I made a mistake. Ding Ning didn't cultivate some secret technique to hide his strength, but Ding Ning's strength was far beyond mine. I can't see through him at all.
When he thought of his evaluation of Ding Ning in front of Millie Xue, he felt his face burning.
But when his eyes landed on the Essence Opening Pill in his hand, he couldn't move his eyes away anymore. His mind went blank and his breathing became rapid. His eyes were filled with fire and he held the pill bottle tightly as if it was a treasure. He murmured in a trembling voice, "Three Mark Heavenly Pill, it's a Three Mark Heavenly Pill …."
Sun Yaozu raised his head and stared at the Essence Opening Pill in Elder Wen's hand in disbelief. However, the pill was held in Elder Wen's hand so tightly that he couldn't see through it at all. He kept comforting himself in his heart, 'Impossible, it can't be a Heaven Grade Pill. He's just a steward of the Rothschild Family, how could he have any knowledge?
"Eh, old man, you are quite knowledgeable. If that's the case, you are barely qualified to be the judge."
Ding Ning looked at him in surprise and said indifferently with his hands behind his back.
"How dare you disrespect Master Wen!"
Although Colamisu didn't know why Master Wen was so agitated, he saw Master Wen as his idol. How could he tolerate anyone disrespecting him?
"Little Fei Er, shut up."
Before Ding Ning could open his mouth, Master Wen scolded him sternly. He stood up and respectfully bowed to Ding Ning with cupped fists. "Senior, this junior shamelessly accepts your kindness. If you need this junior in the future, senior only needs to ask someone to pass on a message. This junior will not hesitate to go through a mountain of swords, a sea of fire, a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers."
Colamisu's jaw dropped in shock. His eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. His mind went blank, and only one word echoed in his mind. Junior?
Master Wen, who was like a god in his heart, actually called Ding Ning senior. This completely subverted his worldview and made him dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it.
The others were even more so. They were all dumbfounded and had dull faces. Wasn't Ding Ning just a little doctor? How could he be respectfully called senior by an old man that even Colamisu had to respect? This was simply a fantasy and unbelievable.
Millie Snow, in particular, was so shocked that a duck egg could be stuffed in her small mouth. She had a dull expression on her face.
It should be known that Elder Wen was only a steward of the family in name, but his identity was extremely special. Even the higher-ups of the family had to be polite to him and didn't dare to slight him in the slightest.
Moreover, she was very clear that Elder Wen loved her and was willing to stay in the family to protect her for the sake of her grandmother. In fact, he was an extremely aloof and aloof person.
But what did she hear now?
He actually called himself junior and called Ding Ning senior. What was Ding Ning's strength?
Ding Ning didn't find this strange. After all, there was no big or small in Jianghu. It was common for martial artists to determine who was stronger based on their strength.
Although Elder Wen was an expert at the late stage of the Saint Martial Arts Realm, he wasn't strong enough in front of Ding Ning. It wasn't too much to call him senior.
But in front of so many people, he didn't want to be too ostentatious. Otherwise, he didn't know how those keyboard warriors who liked moral blackmail would discredit him.
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