This lady called Yang Fang, upon meeting him, didn't hold back at all and started criticizing Chu Feng right away.
The way she looked at Chu Feng was also full of disdain.
Essentially, she considered him to be nothing more than a shiny pile of impressive-looking cow dung. Perhaps in her mind, since the Sword King Mansion was so poor, Chu Feng shouldn't be wearing new clothes made of silk.
"Sister Yang Fang, you see our young uncle is still young! Give it two or three years, and he could possibly become a First-grade Alchemist too!" Qiao Yue'er, seeing the situation getting awkward, quickly spoke up for Chu Feng.
