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Chapter 3933 4.1533 Recovery Potion

The woman cooed, "That Mu Jingfeng, I think he's useless. He can't even control a wife with no cultivation, and that woman even turned around and sold him to us. Hehehe."

"Oh, by the way, that mortal woman named Mu Qingya seems to have had contact with people from our branch. Should we send someone to eliminate her?"

Vice Hall Master Meng shook his head faintly. "No need. A woman without cultivation, her life or death isn't that important."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ci Wei gave Vice Hall Master Meng a flirtatious look, simpering, "Right, has Hall Master Gong's injury improved recently?"

Vice Hall Master Meng swept a glance at the seductive woman, then calmly lowered his brows, turned, and left with a cold face. "Just do your own work. Don't inquire too much about the Hall Master."

"Also, don't fish for too long, lest you accidentally kill the big fish."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Ci Wei swayed her body, putting on a delicate, soft demeanor like a young girl, which utterly disgusted Vice Hall Master Meng.

He gave a faint glance, then left expressionlessly.

Ci Wei snorted, then looked down at herself, a perfect figure, a perfect face. Which man in the branch didn't prostrate themselves before her? Yet, there were always a few stubborn ones who refused to submit to her. How annoying.

After thinking about it, she decided to listen to Vice Hall Master Meng. She obediently opened the iron door and walked back in, finding Mu Jingfeng still lying on the ground howling endlessly, looking utterly devastated.

"Hey," Ci Wei walked over and kicked him, her expression indifferent. "Stop playing dead, okay?"

"Kill me! If you have the guts, just kill me!" Mu Jingfeng shrieked.

In his current half-dead state, where did he have the energy to continue living?

Death, on the contrary, would be a release.

"Kill you? How could we do that!" Ci Wei chuckled softly, rubbing Mu Jingfeng's cheek with her toes. "Hey, I say, don't be so weak. You're a grown man, don't keep talking about wanting to die."

"How about this," Ci Wei said with a smile, taking out a small bottle of glowing green liquid from her inner world. "I have a modified potion here. You can take it a few times."

"Not only can it immediately relieve your pain, but it can also... mm. Make you strong, and you won't be half-paralyzed anymore."

Mu Jingfeng struggled to turn his head and look at her, his expression full of suspicion.

How could this woman be so kind? She must be tricking him.

He had been captured here for several days. Every time this woman came, she either insulted or trampled him. How could she possibly give him any recovery potion?

But...

Looking at the shimmering liquid in her hand, for some reason, Mu Jingfeng's heart suddenly burned with desire.

It was as if that potion was the treasure that could sustain his future glory and allow him to continue on.

He drooled, gazing at the potion in Ci Wei's hand. He struggled to roll over, supporting his half-paralyzed body, and crawled towards her, prostrating himself at Ci Wei's feet, reaching out his hands to her with a devout expression.

Ci Wei giggled, raising her right hand. Her demonic voice said softly, "This black crystal will be your identity proof from now on, you know."

"Don't worry, the organization won't treat any ambitious young people unfairly."

"Oh, you're not young anymore," Ci Wei giggled.