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Old Master Sheng's eyes lit up at her words, filled with hopeful anticipation as he looked at Ruan Fuxi. Just as he was about to ask something, the man who wished to be known as the Master of Rejuvenation spoke up.
"Miss, you appear to be no more than ten years old. Where could you possibly have such skills? I am Qian Biyang, a disciple of the Tianyan Sect. I have been studying metaphysics since childhood, and now I am over fifty. Not only I, but also the other esteemed masters present here cannot improve Mr. Sheng's condition. How could you possibly do so?"
It was well known that Old Master Sheng had invited several highly respected masters from across Huaguo for the sake of his son today. To say they were the best would not be an exaggeration. This person before him seemed so young; even if she had some talent, how could she compare to them? Moreover, she held onto a hundred and ten precious herbs without fear of wasting such valuable materials.
Ruan Fuxi looked up, her voice soft yet impossible to ignore. "Since I dare to speak, I naturally have my confidence."
Seeing her self-assuredness, Qian Biyang fell silent for a moment in contemplation. "It seems you are also someone from the metaphysical realm. May I ask which school you belong to?"
Ruan Fuxi smiled faintly. "It is not convenient for me to mention my family's sect; I hope you can understand."
The other masters, witnessing this exchange, were momentarily intrigued and chose not to leave just yet, curious about how this delicate young friend intended to save someone.
Qian Biyang's expression turned serious. "In that case, what method do you propose? If it involves using an innocent person's life as a trade for another, we absolutely cannot condone such dark arts."
Ruan Fuxi gave him a curious glance. "Rest assured, gentlemen; I will not resort to such sinister methods." She could not bear for Yan Zhou to be entangled in such karma.
At this moment, Old Master Sheng finally spoke up. "Fuxi, do you truly have a way to save my son?" His expression was one of excitement, like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.
Meanwhile, Sheng Yanzhou remained calm on the surface, but only he knew that he too was anxiously awaiting an answer. He had forgotten that Little Fuxi was also a master in her own right.
A master who could save Cheng Qiting from afar just by reading his fortune.
Ruan Fuxi nodded confidently and smiled reassuringly at Old Master Sheng.
"Uncle Sheng, I really have a way."
Seeing her so certain, Old Master Sheng's excitement bubbled over as he laughed, "Alright, Uncle believes in you!"
The masters Qian Biyang and the others still had some doubts, but seeing how much faith Old Master Sheng had in this young girl, they held their tongues for the moment. After all, they had to give the old man some face. If this girl turned out to be incapable, they could always voice their concerns later.
At that moment, Ruan Fuxi mischievously glanced at Sheng Yanzhou and teased, "You delivered me takeout before, and I saved your friend’s life. Now you’re giving me such precious herbs; I’ll save you too."
From the first moment she saw Sheng Yanzhou, she had already been thinking about how to help him.
Sheng Yanzhou wanted to say that the herbs were a gift for her, not a trade for saving himself.
Old Master Sheng was anxious but maintained his composure. "Fuxi, do we need to prepare anything?"
Ruan Fuxi nodded in response.
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