Some alchemists were anxiously waiting, some were deep in thought with their heads bowed, and others were whispering about something.
However, when they saw a young man of only sixteen or seventeen years old suddenly entering the courtyard, they all showed an unmistakable look of astonishment.
It should be known that the youngest here were all over forty years old, and at Ling Xiao's age, it was simply too young.
Ling Xiao did not pay attention to their doubtful gazes but walked into the courtyard instead.
There was a pavilion inside, with an armchair inside of it, and an old man was lying there, with Fengming Piaoxue accompanying him by his side.
Ling Xiao looked at Fengming Piaoxue, and Fengming Piaoxue also noticed Ling Xiao.
"Why are you here!"
Fengming Piaoxue was not very happy to see Ling Xiao.
