Back to the green wood building, Lin Fenglin found that Jin Ling had not come back, only Liang Pengyu sat there and drank the wine on the table slowly, as if the wine was all he had.

Seeing Lin Fenglin coming back, Liang Pengyu stood up and poured a drink for him. "Young Lord, what do you think of the result?"

Lin Fenglin took a sip and said, "not the top three!"

"Oh?" Liang Pengyu was a little surprised by Shaozhu's wrong vision, but it seems that this is normal again. Shaozhu is just the peak of the late days of the celestial being. "That man's skill of refining utensils...