The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

"You wait here for a while." After the young man finished speaking, he walked towards the back hall.

The young alchemist left for a while, and a pretty-looking woman who was also dressed as an alchemist walked out of the back hall, holding a cup of fragrant tea in her hand, and walked towards Mubai.

"Sir, please come and sit here."

The woman pointed to the wooden chair in front of her and said to Mu Bai.

Mu Bai nodded slightly, sat on the wooden chair as he said, took the fragrant tea from the woman's hand, and saw the woman turned and left.

……

In a secret room in the back hall of the shop.

The young craftsman walked into the room, and tapped lightly on the wall in front of him three times, the wall rose automatically, and he saw an elegant courtyard in front of him, and there was a luxurious villa in the courtyard.

The young craftsman hesitated for a while, looked at the scale in his hand, gritted his teeth, and walked into the wall with courage.

In front of a round stone table in the yard, a middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting there staring at a design drawing in his hand, as if thinking about something.

The middle-aged man's appearance was relatively ordinary, with a pair of thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, he seemed unaware of the arrival of the young craftsman.

"Master." The young craftsman pretended to cough dryly, interrupting the middle-aged contemplation.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man put down the blueprint in his hand, glanced back at the young craftsman, and said in a deep voice, "Geor, didn't I tell you not to come here to disturb me if you have nothing to do?"

The face of the young craftsman turned pale slightly, and he was a little afraid of the middle-aged man, so he replied: "Master, there is a kid outside, I insist on you going to see him."

"A kid?" The middle-aged man said angrily, "Don't you know how to dismiss him?"

The young craftsman said: "He...he gave me something, and said that you will definitely go to see him after seeing it."

"Bring it." The middle-aged man slowly stretched out a palm.

The young craftsman put the scale in his hand into the middle-aged palm.

The middle-aged man moved his palms to his eyes, held the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose with the other hand, and stared at the pitch-black scales with narrow eyes. His eyes gradually changed from insipid to surprised, then shocked, and finally shocked. .