Several senior elves gathered around Shen Yanxiao and tried their best to sell themselves. This kind of enthusiasm directly caused Shen Yanxiao’s mouth to twitch.

How could Shen Yanxiao understand the mentality of these elderly elves who had been longing for a younger generation of their own for hundreds of years?

Shen Yanxiao spent the whole day in a very strange atmosphere. One moment, she was pulled by Wu En to visit his room full of potions and formulas. Next moment, she was dragged by Cang Yan to pick up all kinds of exquisite bows. From time to time, Jing You hauled her to one side to discuss archery. Even Qing Xuan and Liang Qiu did not stay idle. The specialty of one of the two was pharmaceutics while the other was enchantment. Qing Xuan and Wu En had the same profession, and in order to show who was the most powerful pharmacist between them, the two elders almost duked it out!

Shen Yanxiao was between laughter and tears as she watched these old urchins, and her originally tense heart eased up.

Wu En and the others didn't even put on any airs. When they spoke to Shen Yanxiao, they also didn't display the attitude of the older generation. Instead, they resorted to all kinds of tricks in order to deceive Shen Yanxiao into calling them grandmaster.

Shen Yanxiao also learned that the elves of the Moonlight Tribe were really extraordinary.

No matter which of them one considered, each was a true grandmaster within their own field!

When night fell, Lan Si and Elder Yue came back together, and what they saw upon arriving was Shen Yanxiao sitting in a pile of treasures, crying without tears.

"You, this... what are you doing?" Elder Yue was stupefied while looking at the almost buried Shen Yanxiao.

Wu En was still holding seven or eight bottles of master potions in his hands. When he saw Elder Yue, he piled up the potions in front of Shen Yanxiao and said, "You two are finally back."

"Elder Yue, Grandmaster Lan Si." Shen Yanxiao scowled miserably at the two horrified elves.

As a thief, stealing countless treasures was Shen Yanxiao's pleasure, but when a group of enthusiastic elders piled up the wealth from the bottom of the chest before her eyes, she only thought it was a disaster.

What was more? The five of them were still not done piling things up around her.

What grandmaster potions? Row after row of them had been left lying around as if they were just some mineral water bottles.

What priceless bows? They had just been flung on the ground like some matchstick.

There were also those thick enchantment books, like a stack of bricks, surrounding Shen Yanxiao layer upon layer.

"Little Xiao’er called Lan Si grandmaster again..." The five elves, who had been busy working all afternoon, after hearing Shen Yanxiao calling Lan Si grandmaster in such a big way, suddenly felt jealousy and hatred in their hearts.

"She also called Wu Yue elder..."

Shen Yanxiao was speechless. Did they really have to struggle with this issue?!

Please let it go already!

When Lan Si saw Shen Yanxiao, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then, as if he understood something, his mouth curved into a smile.

"I didn't think that the little fellow Elder Yue told us about is you. I think this is fate." Lan Si’s handsome face carried a smile of joy; he had a very good impression of Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao smiled back. Oddly enough, Lan Si was certainly the same age as Elder Yue, but his appearance looked very young. Had it not been for Wu En mentioning Lan Si’s age when they were gossiping about him this afternoon, Shen Yanxiao could not have believed it.

"You guys are really... Aye, get Yan Xiao out of there, do you want to scare her?" Elder Yue was really quite speechless before his companions. He already knew that these guys were very fond of young elves.

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