Wu Yu cleared his throat twice and continued, "My apprentice, this time I want you to be the dark horse in the competition, striking at the critical moment to scare those old fogeys to death."
Seemingly recalling the stunned expression of those old fogeys, Wu Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter. After all, why wouldn't he when those darn old men from the Alchemy Conference so often boasted about their grandsons in front of him? Could their talent ever compare to his precious apprentice?
Mu Ruyue helplessly shook her head; having such a shamelessly childish master was indeed troublesome.
"When do I leave?"
"Today," he said. "I've calculated your journey, and it will take exactly one month to reach the Alchemy Conference. Hehe, apprentice, you must put in a lot of effort for the sake of your master's pride."
"Today?" Mu Ruyue clenched the invitation she held tight and nodded slightly. "Alright, I will say goodbye to Wuchen before I set off for the Alchemy Conference."
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