Bonus Chapter: Zhu Pengfei (2)

The mother was expressionless, even somewhat gritted her teeth: "Your group leader grandfather said that the people of Wazhai are not letting go of the senior alchemist and that we should negotiate with him. I can go and see his qualifications to see if he is worth poaching."

All I could say was, "Grandpa Team Leader has fallen into his trap of favoring talent again."

Grandpa, the team leader, loves talent. He will shamelessly drag any genius he sets his sights on into the Dragon Team, even if it means agreeing to some unreasonable conditions.

Similarly, some children who disagree with their mother's rules are always yelled at by her and dare not show up.

After a few times, she developed the habit of letting her mother make the decisions regarding anything related to pills and medicine.

The mother's expression probably comes from the fact that the group leader's grandfather persuaded her to agree to some unreasonable demands, and she got angry.

I was supposed to call the team leader "great-grandfather," but he insisted that he was still young and that calling him "old" made him sound old, so I had to call him "grandfather."

Finally, Mom said, "Let's each use our own names," and that's how we settled on how to address each other.

On the day we went to Wazhai, it was just the group leader, my mother, and me. When we arrived, the village chief was very welcoming to the group leader, but ignored my mother and me.

Mom didn't take it seriously either; it was better if she didn't pay attention to her. She was impatient with dealing with people, especially when she was in a bad mood.

The village chief warmly invited the group leader's grandfather to the main hall and tried to flatter him, saying nice things without restraint. Even though I was young, I knew that the village chief was asking for something.

The group leader was impatient; he only wanted to see geniuses and had said it several times.

After the village chief delayed several times, the group leader's grandfather made a move to leave, but the village chief quickly got up to stop him, and the two of them pulled and tugged at each other again.

I noticed that my mother's face looked numb, and her lips twitched a few times. She didn't move at all in her seat, clearly thinking that the two of them were faking it.

Seeing me looking at her, my mother said, "Two ancient foxes, playing a ghost story here! Don't worry about them, they'll take care of themselves in a bit."

Sure enough, the two stopped struggling after a short while, and the village chief sent someone over with reinforcements.

The group leader's grandfather demanded that the boy refine pills on the spot. The village chief wanted to find an excuse to do it another time, but the group leader's grandfather wouldn't budge, so the village chief had no choice but to agree.

This was clearly suspicious. I looked at my mother, and she didn't seem surprised at all.

That genius refined pills on the spot, and based on my experience, the result was indeed a high-grade pill.

The group leader looked at Mom, who said impatiently, "What are these conditions? I have limited time."

The village chief immediately became displeased: "Time is limited, you can leave. Women shouldn't be here when men are discussing business."

Mom nodded and was about to leave when the group leader stopped her: "Fanfan, don't listen to his nonsense. I'll listen to you."

I saw that Grandpa Group Leader was afraid that the village chief's words would anger Mom and that he was even about to hit the village chief. I realized that in Grandpa Group Leader's heart, a hundred geniuses were not as important as Mom.

Mom readily agreed: "Listen to me, let's go."

The group leader's grandfather said with a hint of flattery, "This person is really talented. He refined a high-grade pill at the age of eighteen. His future is limitless."

He saw the village chief obstructing him at every turn and thought he was an imposter, but he didn't expect him to be the real one.

Even if your rank is unstable, it doesn't matter; youth is your greatest asset.

The village chief fawned over the group leader's grandfather, saying, "Group Leader Zhuge, we can discuss this ourselves. What does a woman like her know?"

The group leader quickly gave the village chief a meaningful look: "This is an elder from the Dan group. Do you still want to cooperate?"

She's the de facto ruler of the group; half the group listens to her now, and if anyone dares to suggest a rebellion, he'll be ousted in a heartbeat.

The village chief then looked at the mother properly, but his tone was still somewhat disrespectful: "Such a young elder, I was really blind. I hope you won't hold it against an old man like me."

I almost laughed. Respect for elders and care for the young are not part of the Zhu family's family precepts. I heard that my mother used to go against my great-grandfather every day, let alone an old man she didn't even know.

My mom said directly, "Unfortunately, I'm the kind of person who likes to hold grudges."

Mom wanted to leave, but Grandpa, the group leader, desperately stopped her: "Fanfan, wait and see. What if their requirements are simple? High-level alchemists are hard to find. His talent is only slightly less than yours, but if he is properly nurtured, he will definitely be the next promising talent."

Outside, Mom still gave the group leader grandpa some face; I noticed that Mom's attitude softened a bit.

But then the village chief said, "Yes, yes, our Lin Xing is exceptionally talented, just like Elder Dan. He was able to refine high-grade pills at the age of eighteen. Elder Dan will definitely teach him personally, and the next elder will be Lin Xing."

My mother has her own opinions and doesn't like people telling her what to do. Sure enough, this remark angered her, and she insisted on leaving.

The group leader's grandfather grabbed his mother and refused to let her leave. When the village chief saw the group leader's grandfather being dragged away, he grabbed him tightly as well.

The village chief himself was being dragged along, and he waved for the others to pull him back. Then I witnessed a very speechless scene.

The mother walked in front, followed by a string of people.

Seeing that everyone was being taken away, the village chief ordered his men to stop the mother.

A group of people surrounded the mother.

In the end, the mother beat up all the men, women, and children in the village, and unsurprisingly, everyone collapsed to the ground.

The group leader's grandfather pretended to be a quail.

The villagers of Wazhai huddled together, trembling with fear.

The village chief has disappeared without a trace.

My mother brought a chair out of the village and sat there without saying a word.

The scene was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping was clearly audible.

The group leader was about to object when he said, "This is our..."

Mom glared at him, and Grandpa, the group leader, immediately looked up at the sky, motionless, as if he were contemplating something.

The mother said to the genius, "Tell me your situation in detail, don't hide a single thing."

Lin Xing simply asked, "Can you be the head of the Pill Group?"

My mother said coldly, "Let me introduce myself. I am Zhu Fanfan, the elder of the Dan Group. I am in charge of everything in the Dan Group. Even the group leader is not qualified to interfere. I also serve as an instructor for the superpower group."

Lin Xing breathed a sigh of relief: "I am an ordinary villager from Wazhai. My father has passed away, my mother is a herb gatherer, and my younger sister is blind. I can obey your orders, but I want to take my mother and sister with me."

The mother asked, "Even if... they can never come back?"

He doesn't seem to have any affection for Wazhai. He probably wants to escape, but the village chief won't let him go and is holding his mother and sister hostage.

Lin Xing said with certainty, "Yes."

The village chief suddenly appeared out of nowhere: "No, I disagree."

With a wave of her hand, the village chief swayed back and forth like a kite being released into the air, following the direction of her hand's movement.

When the village chief was put down, his legs were trembling, his face was full of lingering fear, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Mom spoke again: "Wherever I am, I call the shots. If anyone has any objections, keep them to yourself, understand?"

The village was quiet. The mother glanced over and saw a group of people chanting a slogan: "Understood."

The mother nodded in satisfaction, looked at Lin Xing, and gestured for him to continue.