Suckering Out Blood
編集者: Henyee Translations
Zheng Cao almost couldn't control his temper and directly spit in Hong Cheng's face.
If I could f*cking find that exotic visage-setting fungus, would I still need you to refine a beautifying pill! You think that you're the only advanced-level pill alchemist in the Pill Union? Who would still care about you?
Qiao Mu closed the door to the private box and said impassively, "Zheng Cao and that despicable pest from the Pill Union are sitting together."
"Which despicable pest?"
"The one that tried to snatch my medicinal cauldron."
Mo Lian stood up and walked to the window, looking down below before letting out a chuckle. "This person is from the Hong Family."
"What Red Family, Blue Family. I don't care who he is. First, he tried to snatch my medicinal cauldron. Now, he's sitting with Zheng Cao. In any case, he's a despicable pest." Qiao Mu pursed her small lips.