My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 742: The Members of the Zhang Family Who Came All the Way to Get the Pills

“Old Qing, you must be hungry. Come, have some fruits to fill your stomach first.”

The Great Elder picked up the fruit tray and put the cut fruits into Taoist Mu Qing’s mouth.

“Old Qing, are your shoulders sore? Let me give you a massage.” The Third Elder of the Zhang family said.

“Old Qing, you have so much stuff on you. You must be tired. Come, come, I’ll take them all out for you, so you can relax.”

The Second Elder of the Zhang family didn’t give Taoist Mu Qing a chance to reject at all and started moving his hands around his body.

In fact, even if Taoist Mu Qing wanted to reject him, he couldn’t because...

isciple’s wife that you talked about, would it?”

“So he really has a disciple-in-law. I thought he went crazy thinking about pills!”

Zhang Munian, who had been pretending to be invisible: “...” The person involved was right behind them. Was it really okay for them to say that?

Taoist Mu Qing, who just spat out the fruit in his mouth, immediately slapped the back of the four people’s heads.

“You bastards, how dare you treat me like this? I’m telling you, I’m not exchanging the pill with you anymore. You bastards can go and cry!”

Taoist Mu Qing put his hands on his waist and glared at the four of them furiously.

At this moment, Taoist Mu Qing’s clothes were in a mess and there were even suspicious fruit stains on his clothes. He looked so messy and it could be said that he wasn’t showing off anymore like he did just now.

Seeing his messy look, the four elders of the Zhang family couldn’t help feeling a bit embarrassed.

PLease reading on Myb oxn o ve l. com

However...

“We’re not here to exchange for pills with you. We’re here to get the delivery ourselves.” The Fourth Elder of the Zhang family said.

“Get the delivery? What delivery?”

Hearing that they weren’t here to exchange for pills, Taoist Mu Qing immediately became even more frustrated.

For Martial Artists, what was better than pills? And these four bastards even came here in person.

“Pills, of course.”

The Great Elder of the Zhang family said a bit proudly, “We ordered more than 100 pills. We’re just waiting for the delivery.”

“Ordered more than a hundred pills?”

Taoist Mu Qing suddenly thought of something and his voice suddenly rose a level. “The big client my disciple’s wife talked about, could it be you bastards?”

“It should be us. When we made the order back then, there were only a few sales shown on the website!”

Thinking of those 100 pills, the Great Elder of the Zhang family was in a good mood. “This is all thanks to our kid, Nian. If not, we would probably have missed this great deal.”