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Chapter 1577: Personally Refining a Pill Chapter 1577: Personally Refining a Pill Editor: Exodus Tales Chapter 1577 – Personally Refining a Pill The reversal in the azure-robed elder’s attitude had all the spectators surprised.

Some of them even gave scornful smiles.

In the end, this elder had still yielded.

The elder clearly had some grudge and was completely unwilling to back down, but now, his attitude had completely turned around, and he was smiling at the arrogant Zhao Feng.

Those of lower cultivation couldn’t see the truth, but as Southcloud City was the most prosperous city in the area, many experts had gathered here.

Quite a few of them noticed that Zhao Feng had whispered something to the elder before his sudden change in attitude.

Zhao Feng’s party entered the restaurant and seated themselves at the elder’s table.

A waiter immediately delivered a few more sets of chopsticks, cups, and bowls.

“This old man drinks a toast to Young Master!” The elder raised his cup and drank it down.

Seeing that the situation was resolved, the crowd began to disperse.

Inwardly, they sighed in wonder at the fact that an expert many levels above Zhao Feng had chosen to bend the knee and put on a smiling face.

After drinking the wine, the azure-robed elder coldly stared at Zhao Feng.

“Junior, how did you know who I was?” The elder spoke so softly that his words were nigh inaudible.

He was the number one prodigy of the Azure City Sword Sect in the last one thousand years, Huo Qingfeng.

However, several months ago, the Azure City Sword Sect was encircled and annihilated by an enemy faction.

The sword sect’s elders had sacrificed their lives to get him to safety, but Huo Qingfeng was still pursued by the forces of that enemy faction, and he only managed to get to this place with heavy injuries.

His old man form was merely a disguise.

In his view, Zhao Feng definitely knew of his real identity, allowing him to guess that he was injured and needed medicine.

“What could be so difficult about such a minor matter?” Zhao Feng confidently smiled as he sipped his wine.

He had no idea who this old man was, but Huo Qingfeng probably wouldn’t believe him if he said as much.

Of course, if he really wanted to know who this old man was, it truly would be quite simple.

Huo Qingfeng’s cold eyes gleamed with disdain.

He clearly believed that Zhao Feng thought too highly of himself.

Meowmeow!

The little thieving cat immediately began to shout and gesture as if in praise of Zhao Feng.

At present, only by following Zhao Feng could it survive.

The little thieving cat had spent some time in Southcloud City, so it knew a little about Zhao Feng’s status.

Since Zhao Feng wanted to make it his pet, the little thieving cat would follow Zhao Feng.