That's why he dared to sneak down the mountain.

Walking through the wide front yard and stepping into the middle yard, I met the young butler.

Zixi smiled faintly and introduced himself: "This is my friend, Qin Shang."

Murong Liufeng nodded to Qin Shang.

"Qin Shang, this is the butler of the Murong family. Everyone below calls him the Second Master."

Qin Shang nodded gently, and said in a faint tone: "Murong Second Master."

"I dare not take it." Murong Liufeng looked at Qin Shang, feeling that the young man was full of elegance and nobleness, like a noble man from a famous family who came out of an ancient painting.

But there is a free and unrestrained aura that is not very consistent with the noble princes of a famous family, which makes people curious about his identity.

However, Murong Liufeng is a person who can suppress his curiosity and does not try to inquire about the other party's identity.

Turning his head to look at Zixi, he asked indifferently: "Did my lady's legs improve?"

A routine question, just out of concern.

"The treatment must be effective, but you can't see the effect." Zixi smiled faintly, "Wait for another three days and you will feel it at that time."

Murong Liufeng nodded: "I'm in trouble."

"No trouble, this is the doctor's responsibility." After Zixi said that, he said goodbye to Murong Liufeng, and walked towards the backyard with Qin Shang.

After passing through a peach blossom forest, Qin Shang looked around the surrounding environment: "The scenery here is nice, like a paradise. I didn't expect that there was such a place in the Murong family's mansion that started with a smell of money."

"Where is the odor of the clan master who has been passed down for a hundred years?" Zixi said in a calm tone. "You saw that second master Murong just now. He was only twenty-five years old. If I hadn't told you his identity, you would have seen that he was the second-in-comman of the Murong family at such a young age?"

When Qin Shang heard this, he suddenly felt a little dissatisfied: "I am young, and I am still the best master of the Nine Pavilions."

When Zixi heard this, he was speechless.

Is she arguing with him?

"The Nine Pavilions have huge power and many masters have emerged." Zixi said in a leisurely tone, "So the Pavilion Master is unparalleled. Only then can the Nine Pavilions cultivate the number one master as young as you. Is that true?"

Before Qin Shang could speak, Zixi turned his head to look at him: "If you were not from Jiuge, do you think you can still be so powerful?"

Qin Shang raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Well, it seems that this is true."

If he had not been from Jiuge, he might be a prodigal son or a scholar who had studied hard in the world.

Although many things do not depend entirely on origin, background can determine the direction of a person's growth.

"The Murong family is the same." Zixi said, turning his feet and walking towards the kitchen with the medicine bag behind. "The clan has been passed down for a hundred years, relying on the skills and means of the head of the family, but the people in charge must also be able to do so. The Murong family has developed to this day, not only the power in the business world, but also the entire clan. In addition to the smell of money, it also pays attention to the cultivation of the foundation and the family is precious."

Qin Shang calmly shook the folding fan: "I don't have much interest in the Murong family affairs."

Qingdai had already made the fire, so Zixi poured the medicine into the casserole and began to add water to decoct the medicine according to the amount.

"I know you are not interested." Zixi said lightly, and ordered Qingdai to bring a chair for Qin Shang, "I am just refuting your stinky remarks."
Chapter completed!