In the Elder Council of the Alchemy Hall, Shen Ran sat upright, his gaze drifted toward the door, and urgency began to etch his age-worn face.
Suddenly, under the vast sky of sunlight, a figure clad in white slowly entered his vision.
Shen Ran's eyes brightened, and he hurried forward, grabbed the young girl's arm, and pulled her into the hall, "Come, come, girl, sit, sit quickly."
Mu Ruyue was forcibly pushed into a chair and looked up to the smiling elder and asked softly, "Elder Shen, what did you want to see me for?"
"Well, haha..." Shen Ran rubbed his fists and chuckled, "Girl, where did you get that Alchemy Furnace from?"
"Alchemy Furnace?"
"Yes, the Phoenix Tripod in your hands."
Mu Ruyue was taken aback, her eyes widened in surprise, and the shock in her heart was unparalleled as she looked at the elder whose smile had faded.
This old fellow actually knew about the Phoenix Tripod?
