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Chapter 4067: Hostages

For that bottle of recovery potion, Mu Jingfeng didn't hesitate to crawl on his knees before everyone, completely casting aside his dignity.

The Mu family disciples exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Was this truly their former family head?

"You, you! You! Beast!" Old Master Mu Cang's face turned slightly pale with rage, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

Old Madam Mu sighed, walked to Old Master Mu's side, and gently patted his chest. "Old Master, don't get too agitated."

Mu Jingfeng was now willing to submit to Heaven's Will, truly disregarding even a shred of his own face.

His shameful display before the entire family was simply unbearable to watch.

Ciwei laughed heartily, her slender, jade-like feet bare, stepping forcefully on Mu Jingfeng's head, which was prostrate before her. "Alright, seeing as you're so sensible, I'll give you one more chance."

"Thank, thank you, thank you, Vice Hall Master Ciwei." Mu Jingfeng looked up, a mix of surprise and joy on his face, and reverently cupped one of her jade feet in his hands.

Qiao Mu watched all this with an expressionless face, unlike the other Mu family members whose eyes revealed hatred, anger, shame, and humiliation.

She showed no emotion, merely observing coldly and dispassionately.

She watched this despicable creature swallow the potion the woman threw him, watched him ravenously gulp it down, watched him writhe in agony, rolling and roaring on the ground.

She watched him like a pathetic worm, frantically gnawing at the soil in the garden, his nails digging into his skin, tearing his palms until they were bloody and mangled.

Finally, Mu Jingfeng, disheveled and covered in dirt, stood up.

But his face seemed to have thinned out, looking several years older, and his entire body appeared even more emaciated.

Qiao Mu shook her head.

This so-called recovery potion was likely one of the improved elixirs produced by Heaven's Will.

People within Heaven's Will, due to the black crystals controlling their consciousness sea, could still twitch and writhe no matter how severe their injuries, as long as their heads weren't severed.

Even if they couldn't walk upright, they could still crawl like snakes and squirm like worms.

And this recovery potion was a concoction that allowed people within the Heaven's Will organization to get back up, no matter how severely injured they were.

It sounded miraculous, but it was merely a temporary solution, not a cure.

Did the body, rapidly recovering, truly heal?

No, it didn't.

For example, Mu Jingfeng, with such severe damage to his lower back, did taking the recovery potion truly heal him?

No, his bones were still broken, and his meridians were still in complete disarray.

This potion merely allowed him to experience a "final burst of energy" in the short term.

To put it bluntly, it stripped Mu Jingfeng of his human senses.

His nerves could no longer feel pain.

He was no longer human.

Ciwei had been cackling while watching Mu Jingfeng struggle on the ground earlier.

Now, seeing Old Master Mu Cang approach with an angry face and his people, she couldn't help but sneer.

"I advise you to look carefully before you act." The woman smiled confidently at Old Master Mu.

Then, with a wave of her hand, she had a group of women from the back quarters brought forward.