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"The environment isn't bad."
Mo Wangchen looked around. The Pill Sect Mountain gate was vast, and there was a fair distance between each disciple's courtyard, making the place seem quite peaceful.
After all, the most important thing for an Alchemist was a quiet space!
"Senior Brother!"
Before long, a man of about twenty years old, a year or two older than Mo Wangchen, approached him in the courtyard. He cupped his hands slightly and said, "My name is Zhang Feng, a Second-Grade Alchemist, assigned by the Sect to serve as a servant disciple to manage the herbs for you, Senior Brother."
Mo Wangchen nodded. Gu Yun had already explained about the servant disciple earlier. "I like quiet. If there's nothing important, do not let anyone disturb me. I will call you if I need anything. There aren't many rules with me, just do what you need to do."
"Yes!" Zhang Feng cupped his hands again, feeling relieved inside.
