Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

The crowd shivered and couldn't help but rubbed their arms a few times: "Ahem, then please ask this classmate to follow us to determine the herb."

Immediately someone led Daniel to another room, and others followed in.

Reinhardt, who had originally planned to leave, stayed again because Gu Qianjun insisted on the past. When he followed, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Why are the Pharmacy Guild's tests at night? Are they not afraid to look at them? And isn't it said that the herbs are precious? It is easy to be stolen at night?" Gu Qianjun looked at Reinhardt without understanding.

Reinhardt, who was not in a good mood, rubbed the fur on the top of Gu Qianjun's head, then quickly withdrew his hand before being patted by Gu Qianjun, and changed the subject: "Some herbs are very special and can only be taken out at night. I guess. This kind of herb was included in the test conducted by the Pharmacy Guild. Moreover, the defense level here at night is only higher than that during the day."

Taking a look at the marshal who was frantically testing on the edge of the beating, Silvia silently retracted her eyes, pretending to see nothing.

Others also kept silent about their actions, but their inner understanding of the marshal was refreshed again.

Soon a group of people walked to the place of the test, feeling the meager aura in the air, Gu Qianjun raised his eyebrows.

The next herbal test can be said to be quite tedious. It is nothing more than that the examiner takes out the herbal medicine for the examinee to identify and analyze, and tell them what they are used for.

Gu Qianjun looked bored and took Reinhardt away. What he didn't notice was that when he left, the eyes of the people who were already dark eyes darkened even more.

…

After returning from the night market, Reinhardt began to deal with countless official duties every day, and Gu Qianjun also found new pleasures.

In addition to eating and drinking, he also bought a lot of commercially available plants, herbs, and medicines in the name of Reinhardt. Stay in this pile of things all day long.

In addition, after Reinhardt heard that he was sent to him with a bunch of herbs that were not found on the market, Gu Qianjun was even more busy. Sometimes even Reinhardt, who lives with him, couldn't see anyone.

After doing this a few times, Reinhardt got used to it. It's just that sometimes I still sigh that Gu Qianjun's behavior is really disappointing for him.

"Knock" Just after Reinhardt began to sigh once a day, the outside door was suddenly knocked several times.

After retracting his thoughts, Reinhardt said solemnly: "Come in."

The young man with the same red hair looks exactly the same as Hilton, but compared to Hilton's impetuous aura, the visitor's temperament is extraordinarily calm and quiet.

"Reporting Marshal, your school's Norton College has sent an invitation to invite you to participate in this opening ceremony. At the same time, you are invited as an outstanding student to give a speech for the corresponding class of students."

Reinhardt glanced at the big red and gold-rimmed invitation and nodded: "I will go." The red-haired young man nodded, bowed and prepared to leave.

Reinhardt made a gesture: "I said, Selter, you don't need to do this when there's no one."

Celter looked disapproving: "This is the rule."

Reinhardt's voice was still cold and unwavering. "Your personality is really a headache. Sometimes I wonder if you and Hilton are really twins. You two are not alike at all."

Hilton: Snee~Who speaks ill of me behind my back! !

After handling the matter, Reinhardt returned home and it was rare to see Gu Qianjun sitting in the living room. Streamer stepped forward and quickly placed Reinhardt's coat and hat.