When the Patriarch of the Wen family and the elders saw the alchemist and his attendant, they all fell silent.
Ugh! Because these two people were really too unique. The word ugly was not enough to describe their ugliness.
However, he was here to refine pills for them, so they naturally couldn't mock him, let alone judge him by his appearance.
Soon, the Patriarch of the Wen family forced himself to calm down and said, "May I know your good name?"
"Good name? I don't have a good name?" Zheng En, who had come to the Wen family as an alchemist, said foolishly. In fact, he was also an alchemist! However, he was afraid that the man who had taken the young miss away would recognize him, so he and his servant had both taken the disguise pill. As for his servant, it was naturally Ye Chen!
"Uh! I meant to ask for your name." Beads of sweat dripped from the Patriarch of the Wen family's forehead as he said speechlessly.