If Sanyu and the others had reported their names a year ago, Song Feihu would never have dared to look directly at the three of them, even if his legs were not weak from fear.
After replacing Li Tiandi, and with his straight-line improvement in cultivation, Song Feihu no longer had any timidity when facing a young prodigy like San Yu.
"Three of you, I'm really sorry. As the three of you, Master Furukawa and Miss Murong Rou, there must be no problem. However, unfortunately, Master Furukawa and Miss Murong Rou are currently refining elixirs.
It will definitely not come out within hours.
You three are also alchemists, so you should be able to understand that you must not disturb the alchemist when he is refining the elixir. Otherwise, you three should go back first and wait for a few hours before coming back.
"Song Feihu said neither humble nor overbearing.
"How much money is a mere furnace of elixirs worth? Just go and ask Master Furukawa and Miss Murong Rou. The three of us will just compensate for the wasted elixirs."
Tian Haibo said impatiently.
"That's right, the time of the three of us brothers is so precious, so we don't have that much time to waste.
Isn't it just a pot of pills?
In other words, if you waste a furnace of elixirs, you won’t lose much.”
Wu Dongsheng said.
Song Feihu immediately frowned, looked at Chang Yu and the others coldly, and said coldly.
"I'm really sorry. Master Furukawa once told me that no situation or emergency can interrupt his alchemy refining.
Unless Master Furukawa comes out on his own, I don't have the guts to disturb his alchemy."
"You..." Tian Haibo suddenly became furious, pointing at Song Feihu with an angry look on his face.
"Brother Haibo, don't be impulsive. Let's just wait for a few hours. Why bother competing with a slave?"
Sanyu comforted.
"Hmph! I'm just so angry that a dog slave with a first-grade golden elixir dares to be so arrogant."
Tian Haibo said with an angry face.
With Song Feihu's current strength, Song Feihu could crush the three alchemists to death in the blink of an eye.
Facing these three arrogant guys, Sein Feihu wished he could give them a few slaps each now.
"Since the three of you have to wait, then just do what you want. I have other things to do, so I won't stay with you here anymore."
After Song Feihu finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, I'm asking you a question, and you must answer truthfully."
Sanyu scolded coldly.
Although Song Feihu was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, he still suppressed the anger in his heart.
"If you have anything, please ask."
"Let me ask you, have you seen Miss Murong Rou's appearance?"
Sanyu asked with some anticipation.
Although the sect asked the three of them to kidnap a sixth-grade alchemist with unlimited potential, none of the three wanted to marry an ugly man, and the three of them were also very concerned about this issue.
"This seems to have nothing to do with you, so why should I tell you?"
Song Feihu said coldly and unceremoniously.
"Slave dog, are you quite arrogant?
Did you know that one of the three of us will definitely become Murong Rou's husband?
When that day comes, you, this blind dog slave, will be our subordinate. How will we deal with you, this blind dog slave?"
Wu Dongsheng said coldly.
"What?
Did I hear you right? You are the only ones who want to be Miss Murong Rou’s husband?"
Song Feihu curled his lips with a look of disdain and disdain.
"Slave dog, what's your expression?"
Tian Haibo suddenly became furious.
In the eyes of the three geniuses, although Song Feihu is a strong man in the Golden Core stage, he is also a slave.
A slave should have the consciousness of a slave. The dog slave in front of him actually looked at himself, a noble alchemist, with that look. He deserved to die.
"You three toads, don't look in the mirror to see what kind of virtue you are. The toad wants to eat swan meat and blind your hearts."
Knowing that the three of them were plotting against Murong Rou, Song Feihu immediately stopped being patient.
In Song Feihu's eyes, the only person in the world who is worthy of Murong Rou is his master Li Tiandi.
These three cats and dogs in front of me actually want to steal their master's woman. They deserve to die.
"You bitch slave, you dare to scold me. Do you know who I am? You really don't know how to write the word "death".
Sanyu cursed angrily.
However, at the next moment, an extremely terrifying pressure came overwhelmingly towards San Yu, Tian Haibo, and Wu Dongsheng.
Facing such terrifying pressure, the three of them suddenly felt their legs weaken.
"Thump thump..." All three people were forced to kneel to the ground by this terrifying pressure.
"Three little bastards, grandpa, I have tolerated you for a long time. If the tiger doesn't show its power, you treat me like a sick cat?
You three are such rubbish, I will kill you in a matter of minutes."
After spending a lot of time with Li Tiandi, Song Feihu's temper has gradually grown.
Although Sanyu and the other three have good backgrounds, Song Feihu believes that if his young master were here today, he would have slapped these three guys hard.
"You, you, you..." Sanyu and the three of them are all the treasures of the sect. Whenever they have experienced such humiliation, their eyes suddenly burst into anger.
"Oh, let me go. You three have reached this stage and you still dare to board me. Believe it or not, I will slap all three of you right now."
"You fucking dare, try to touch Ben Shao with one finger."
Sanyu shouted angrily.
"Crack!"
After a crisp slap, Sanyu heard a voice that almost made him vomit blood.
"You are such a bitch, you are so mean. If you ask me to slap you, then I can only satisfy you."
Song Feihu said with a speechless expression.
"You, you, you..." But this time, Sanyu did not dare to continue shouting.
My status as a sixth-grade alchemist is completely useless in front of the people in front of me.
At this time, Sanyu and the other three realized that the person in front of them was a real strong man in the Golden Core stage. It would be as easy to kill an ant by squeezing them to death.
"You are a dog slave, how dare you humiliate a noble alchemist like this. Just wait while Master Furukawa comes out and see how he deals with you, a dog slave."
Tian Haibo cursed angrily.
The alchemists in the world are all one family, and they are all very united and will never allow anyone to be humiliated.
In the eyes of the three of them, Furukawa will definitely avenge themselves and others when he comes out.
"Okay, I'll wait. I'll wait here today. I want to see if Master Furukawa will teach me a lesson for you three toads."
Song Feihu said with a nonchalant expression.
"Asshole, who are you calling a toad, you little slave?
Young Master, I am less than thirty years old and have already become a sixth-grade alchemist.
In terms of appearance, strength, and background, I am not a dragon among men at all. If I were a toad, who else in this world would dare to claim to be Prince Charming."
Sanyu howled angrily.
"I understand, you little slave, you are jealous of the extraordinary talents of our three brothers."
Tian Haibo howled.
"Slave dog, it's useless even if you are jealous.
Don't look at it, you, this dog slave, have already entered the golden elixir stage.
But I want to tell you, young master, within ten years, a piece of trash like you will not be qualified to be my slave in front of my young master."