A Liu's eyes were moist, and his already red eyes were covered with tears again.
"But...but my mother has never told her story."
"All she said was that Dad was a great man."
Furukawa looked back at Meng Jing, withdrew his gaze, touched Alyu's head, and said with a smile: "Your father, he is also a great man."
"Here, here, there."
"It is even said that the entire Alchemist Guild is the glory established by your father and the country he established."
As Furukawayama pointed, Alyu wiped away his tears and quickly looked over, fearing that he would miss everything Furukawashan said.
After a while, everyone below was still deep in thought, and no one could answer the question he just asked.
Furukawashan asked: "How are you, everyone?"
"Have you ever seen this little guy and remembered who he is?"
Everyone shook their heads, but what the other party said was exactly what the president of their Alchemist Alliance Association said.
This little guy seemed to have seen him somewhere before, and there was a sense of déjà vu, but they couldn't remember who he was.
Vaguely, I always feel that the other party's identity is not simple.
Seeing that everyone continued to remain silent, Furukawa Shan simply refused to make any excuses and looked at the young man beside him.
The young man understood, strode forward, and took out a book from his arms.
This book is familiar to every alchemist here. It records the people who have made outstanding contributions to the development of the Alliance Association.
If that's the case, is that little guy a descendant of someone above?
When they thought of this, the audience immediately became excited. Just after seeing the young man take out the book title, they already knew who it was!
No wonder they always feel a little familiar and have a sense of déjà vu.
But what I didn’t expect was that this little guy’s background was so big!
She turned out to be a descendant of the ancestor Li Qingye when the Alchemist Alliance of their kingdom was first established!
Why are they so sure!
Because among the nearly one hundred characters recorded in this book, only one person has the identity of a World of Warcraft, and that is the ancestor Li Qingye!
Naturally, in their minds, they were thinking of each other.
The most important thing is that this ancestor Li Qingye had a relationship with their first president back then.
Secondly, the other party compiled a book of Baicao.
This Hundred Herbs Manual is something that each of their alchemists must memorize before they want to become an alchemist.
And the author of that title is none other than the ancestor Li Qingye!
This contribution alone is enough for all of their alchemists to respect and respect each other.
Suddenly.
A loud voice sounded.
"sorry!"
Alyu raised his head and looked towards the source of the voice.
The person who shouted that voice was none other than the old man who just spoke below.
At this time, the old man kneeled on the ground with full respect.
Behind him, there were many alchemists. Although they did not kneel down, the apologetic expressions on their faces said everything.
They are apologizing!
Many alchemists apologized to an eighteen-year-old girl!
Among these people, there are sixth-grade alchemists and some who have reached the seventh-grade level.
But without exception, I apologize to that girl!
This is an unprecedented scene!
No one feels ashamed, no one feels it is a shameful thing.
For him, the identity of the other party is worthy of their respect and respect.
Seeing this scene, Furukawashan smiled and said nothing, but looked at Alyu next to him.
Alyu looked at a loss, not knowing what to do, and just let his tears flow down.
She had cried many times this day and her eyes were red.
Like before, she always held it in and tried hard to tell herself to be strong and never dare to cry once.
But now, why, why, has she become so crying?
Looking at the people below, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart, whether it was sadness or something.
"Stop crying, you silly girl. If you are crying, your eyes should be swollen."
Meng Jing came over and wiped A Liu's tears. At the same time, he did not forget to thank the old guy Gu Heshan secretly.
Indeed, without each other, who knows what else would happen today.
But while wiping A Liu's tears, Meng Jing noticed a look of resentment and looked over.
The whole person's gaze also followed the resentful gaze.
The owner of this resentful look was none other than the woman in black.
Although her expression at this time was similar to that of other people around her.
But if you look carefully, the other person's eyes are full of resentment.
It seemed that, if I guessed correctly, it was the woman in black who was responsible.
"Okay, little guy, let's take this opportunity to announce to the public that I just happened to be helping you."
Gu Heshan's voice came over, "Don't worry, I'm talking about the fact that you inherited our ancestor Yaochen, not about your true identity."
Seeing the worry on Meng Jing's face, Gu Heshan quickly explained.
Meng Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
The reason for doing this is simply to take this opportunity to reveal Meng Jing's identity, so that he can better comply with the public sentiment.
Furukawa walked slowly to the high platform, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Although what happened today was relatively sudden."
"Although our competition has not yet started normally, I am very happy!"
"The happy thing is that you can remember history and know who our enemies are."
"I am also very happy that you can remember those people who have made outstanding contributions to the development of our Alchemist Alliance Association!"
Furukawa is worthy of being the president of the Alchemist Alliance. In just a few words, he has quickly stirred up the emotions of the alchemists in the audience.
"Of course, I have one more thing here that I haven't announced to everyone!"
With that said, he gave up a position.
Meng Jing slowly walked up to the stage.
Looking at the many alchemists below, they had steady expressions on their faces. There was no trace of panic or even nervousness.
"This young man, this little guy!"
"He has been inherited by the first president of our alliance association!"
