Wen didn't want to be a member of the referee team yet, but hearing what Colamisu said made him change his mind.

He immediately stood up and walked towards the rostrum, saying in a calm tone: "I didn't expect that after so many years of seeing each other, little Fei Er's temper has improved."

Little Phil?

Everyone looked at Mr. Wen in astonishment, not knowing who Little Feil he was talking about.

The expressions of only a few friends who had a close relationship with Coramisu changed slightly, and they looked at Mr. Wen in shock. Xiao Fei was Coramisu's nickname, and no one had called him that for decades.

Now, who is this old Eastern man in front of me?

Koramisu trembled when he heard the familiar yet unfamiliar voice. He stared at the oncoming Mr. Wen. The old face gradually overlapped with a figure in his memory, which made his brain pound.

There was an explosion, and he stood up suddenly, stared at Mr. Wen, and asked with a trembling voice: "You are...Master Wen."

"Hey, little Phil's memory is pretty good. He still remembers me. Not bad."

Wen Laoyun said calmly.

But that calm tone was like a thunderbolt from the blue, causing Koramisu to tremble all over. His cloudy old eyes burst into disbelief, and memories that had been sealed for many years surged out of his mind.

More than sixty years ago, when he was just a teenager, he suddenly contracted a strange disease. The royal family summoned the world's most famous doctors for consultation, but they could not even identify the cause, let alone cure it.

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Even the world's most famous doctors were helpless against this strange disease. At that time, Colamisu was in despair and could only lie in bed and wait quietly for death.

But in the end, the royal family did not know where they invited this mysterious Master Wen, and it only took him three days to get rid of the disease and recover as before. This made him respect this savior like a god.

It was precisely because of his heartfelt admiration for Master Wen that he voluntarily gave up his right to inherit the throne, devoted all his attention to medical research, and vowed to be a doctor who could treat illnesses and save lives like Master Wen.

It can be said that the appearance of Master Wen completely changed his life. Even though more than sixty years have passed and he has grown old, the emaciated figure that gave him hope in life when he was most desperate has always been hidden deep in his heart.

Deep in my memory, I have never forgotten it for a moment.

However, Master Wen looked like this back then. More than sixty years have passed. Why is he still looking like that, with no signs of aging at all?

Colamisu was full of doubts about this, but the appearance of Mr. Wen and the tone of calling him "Little Fei" were exactly the same as before. He was sure that the Mr. Wen in front of him was definitely someone he could never forget for more than sixty years.

There is no doubt that Master Wen is the real person.

"Master Wen, how have you been these past few years?"

Koramisu rushed forward excitedly, put his right hand on his chest respectfully, and bowed ninety degrees in greeting.

There was a dead silence in the whole place, everyone was dumbfounded and looked at this scene in disbelief.

Who is Colamisu? He is not only the top medical professor, but also a prince of the French royal family. In terms of status and dignity, there are only a handful of people in the world who can surpass him.

No matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't figure out who this ordinary old man from the East was, who could actually allow Prince Coramisu to give such a grand gift.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry."

Mr. Wen patted Koramisu on the shoulder and said with a smile, that look was exactly like the attitude of an elder towards a younger generation, which surprised everyone.

"Master Wen, please sit down. I didn't know you were the boss before, so I was rude and made you laugh."

With deep admiration in Colamisu's eyes, he did not bother to discuss with others and respectfully gave up his refereeing position to Mr. Wen.

"Professor Colamisu, this Master Wen is..."

Carlos was not stupid. Seeing how respectful Colamisu was to Mr. Wen, he knew that Mr. Wen's identity must not be simple, so he asked quietly.

Koramisu was respectful to Master Wen, but he was not so polite to others. He frowned and said impatiently: "You are not qualified to know Master Wen's identity."

A flash of anger flashed in Carlos's eyes, but he suppressed it. He sneered angrily and closed his mouth obediently.

After all, Koramisu has the status of a prince, and he is definitely not someone who, as a medical expert, can easily offend.

Carlos had hit a soft spot, and no matter how curious they were, the other two referees did not dare to ask any more questions.

What's even more terrible is that Colamisu refused the proposal to add another position and insisted on standing behind Master Wen like a disciple. He also claimed that he was not qualified to sit in front of Master Wen, which made several referees' expressions change.

Neither standing nor sitting, it was just like sitting on pins and needles.

Fortunately, Mr. Wen was considerate and told them not to be nervous. He was just making a temporary cameo. After all, he had some experience in alchemy.

"Mr. Wen, long time no see."

What shocked them the most was that Katharina, who they had always looked down upon because she was too young, greeted Mr. Wen gracefully and gracefully, and seemed to be very familiar with her. This made Koramisu dumbfounded. If he had known earlier

The two of them knew each other, so how could he dare to have the slightest contempt for Katharina?

Mr. Wen smiled kindly and said cheerfully: "Yu Ji, how is your father?"

"Mengwen Lao Guan'ai, my father is very good now and is cultivating his mind and character at the master's door."

Caesarina's eyes darkened, she immediately regained her composure and answered naturally.

Ding Ning was slightly startled, and his expression turned strange. Isn't this Mr. Wen from the Rothschild family? How come he looks so familiar with the great scourge Tian Xuanzi? It's really strange. That guy has friends.

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"Haha, Wen is very pleased to hear news from an old friend after more than ten years of separation."

Wen Lao sighed sadly, but he couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his lips. He secretly muttered in his heart, what about cultivating one's mind and character? That disaster must have caused something else. He was locked up in Tianji Pavilion and forced to think about it.

Let's get through it.

"That Mr. Wen, we don't know anything about alchemy. Now that you are here, let you be the referee."

Katharina noticed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and she couldn't hold it anymore, so she quickly changed the topic.

Anyone with such an unreliable father would be embarrassed if he told her about it, especially Mr. Wen, who knew so much about her family that she felt uncomfortable all over.

"That's fine."

Mr. Wen chuckled and turned to Ding Ning, who was always watching coldly: "My dear friend, can you take a look at the refined elixir?"

"Since you are the referee, of course you can."

Ding Ning reached out and threw the jade bottle containing a pill towards Mr. Wen.

But this throw frightened everyone, because the medicine bottle whizzed like a bullet and went straight to Mr. Wen's face.

Koramisu was so shocked that he lost his mind and shouted: "Master Wen, be careful."

"Young friend, you are testing whether I am qualified to be the referee."

But Mr. Wen smiled slightly, without moving his shoulders or shaking his body. He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed it, easily removing the force and holding the medicine bottle firmly in his hand.

Ding Ning's face was calm and he said calmly: "Because of your relationship with the great disaster, I will give you this Kaiyuan Pill."

Before he finished speaking, a medicine bottle that was exactly the same as before fell steadily on the referee's table, which made Wen Lao's expression change with horror. He looked at Ding Ning with shock in his eyes.

With his strength, he didn't even notice that what Ding Ning threw were two medicine bottles at the same time. It's in vain that he still boasted that he was qualified to be a referee. If Ding Ning really wanted to kill him, I'm afraid he would be a dead man by now.

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He is in his early twenties, but possesses strength far beyond his own. What kind of monster is he?

But what shocked him even more was that Ding Ning gave him a Kaiyuan Pill under the banner of Tian Xuanzi. What did this mean? It meant that the suppressed injuries in his body were not hidden from his eyes at all.

I was wrong, I was wrong, this Ding Ning was not practicing a secret skill with hidden strength, but his strength far exceeded his own, and I couldn't see through it at all.

When he thought of his previous evaluation of Ding Ning in front of Xemili, he felt his old face burning.

But when his eyes fell on the Kaiyuan Pill in his hand, he could no longer look away. His mind went blank, his breathing became rapid, his eyes were hot, and he clutched the bottle as if he had found a treasure, trembling.

He murmured: "Three-marked Heavenly Pill, it turned out to be Three-marked Heavenly Pill..."

Sun Yaozu suddenly raised his head and stared at the Kaiyuan Pill in Old Wen's hand in disbelief. However, the pill was held tightly in Old Wen's hand, making it impossible for him to see through it. He kept comforting himself in his heart, "It's impossible, it's impossible."

It's a heaven-level elixir. He's just a steward of the Rothschild family. If he has any insight, he must have made a mistake.

"Hey, the old man is quite knowledgeable. In that case, you are barely qualified to be this referee."

Ding Ning looked at him in surprise and said calmly with his hands behind his back.

"How dare you disrespect Master Wen."

Although Colamisu didn't know why Master Wen was so excited, he regarded Master Wen as his lifelong idol and could not tolerate anyone being disrespectful, so he immediately scolded him angrily.

"Little Phil, shut up."

Before Ding Ning could open his mouth, Master Wen scolded him sternly, stood up, bowed to Ding Ning respectfully and bowed with his fists: "Senior is a gift, and I have the audacity to accept it. If I can use it in the future, I only need to entrust someone to help me."

I am sending you a message that, despite mountains of swords and seas of fire, thousands of mountains and rivers, the younger generation will certainly be there and listen to the orders of the seniors."

Koramisu opened his mouth in shock, and his eyes almost fell out. His mind went blank for a while, and only two words echoed in his mind, junior?

Master Wen, who was like a god in his heart, actually called Ding Ning his senior. This completely subverted his views and made him dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

The others were even more so, all dumbfounded and with dull faces. Isn't this Ding Ning just a little doctor? He was actually called senior by an old man who was respectful to Colamisu. This is simply a fantasy and unbelievable.

Especially Xuemili, her small mouth was so shocked that she could stuff a duck egg into it, with a dull expression on her face.

You must know that Mr. Wen is only a steward of the family in name, but his status is very special. Even the senior members of the family must be polite when they see him and dare not show the slightest slight.

What's more, she knew very well that Mr. Wen loved his family and was willing to stay in the family to protect himself for the sake of his grandmother. In fact, he was an extremely aloof and aloof person at heart.

But what did she hear now?

He actually calls himself a junior and calls Ding Ning a senior. So what kind of strength does Ding Ning have?

Ding Ning was not surprised. After all, there is no big or small world. It depends on who is good at it. It is a common practice among warriors to judge by strength.

Although this old man is a strong man in the late stage of Shengwu, he is not enough to see him in front of him. It is not an exaggeration to call him a senior.
Chapter completed!