Hearing the fat man's threat, Jiang Xinyu and the others showed panicked expressions.
They could already imagine how this fat man surnamed Zheng would torture them and the group in Yaoguang Branch after the young man left.
"Heh, the Zheng family in Giant Spirit City! It's indeed quite famous."
The fat man was proud, "It's fine if you know you're afraid, if you know you're afraid, let me go immediately, kneel down and kowtow to admit my mistake."
Muyan shook her head slowly, and sighed: "Young Master Zheng is so famous, if someone from Giant Spirit City and the Zheng family knows that Young Master Zheng is not born to lift, how would you feel?"
When the fat man heard this, his expression froze suddenly, "You, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
As soon as the conversation between the two came out, everyone present, including Fatty's younger brother, looked over in shock.
The appearance of Jiang Xinyu, who the fat man wanted to bully just now, was pretending to be real.
How could it be impossible
But if what the young man said was a lie, how could the fat man react so strongly? !
Muyan didn't care about Fatty's angrily struggling, raised her eyebrows slightly, "What if I said, I can cure your inability to move?"
The fat man suddenly became hoarse.
Staring at a pair of small eyes, the expression on his face is ever-changing.
It took a long time before he said in a voice like a mosquito: "You... you don't lie to me? It's... it can't be cured at all..."
Muyan sneered, she didn't talk nonsense with him at all, but found a few extra silver needles between her fingers, and pricked a few acupuncture points on his shoulder and back.
At the same time, he was given a medicine.
"Hmm... What do you want me to eat... You want to poison me to death... Aw! Aw!"
Fatty's expression suddenly changed ever-changing, one moment flushed and blurred, another moment blue and purple in shock.
After a while, he suddenly got up from the ground, not forgetting to grab his clothes to cover his lower body.
Staring at Muyan in shock, he no longer cared about any shame and hatred, he stumbled and said: "You you you...you can really cure...cure me..."
Muyan took two steps back, randomly found a rock and sat down.
At the same time, he glanced at Fatty's younger brothers with disgust, "Hurry up and put on your clothes, all of them are so poor, they are really eye-catching."
It made her not even interested in painting.
The fat boys were full of grief and indignation: Bastard, it was obviously you who stripped us off... No, it was cut off.
Aggrieved, they retrieved their already torn clothes and wrapped them around their bodies.
Fatty didn't care what the younger brothers were thinking, he just stared straight at Muyan.
Just now, when Muyan fed him medicine and gave him an injection, he felt that his lifeblood, which had never had a trace of majesty, suddenly reacted.
Although it was only for a moment, for Fatty who had already despaired, that was the only hope!
Muyan smiled but said: "You want me to treat your illness?"
The fat man nodded his head like pounding garlic.
But Muyan turned cold and said: "I just heard from you that you are Liu Ruoxuan's god-brother."
The fat man froze for a moment, then nodded suspiciously.
Muyan smiled faintly, and said slowly: "That's really embarrassing, I'm not interested in helping you cure your illness. Because in this whole academy, I hate Liu Ruoxuan the most."
Everyone present was taken aback.
Afterwards, Jiang Xinyu and several of her senior brothers and sisters couldn't help laughing out loud.
Fatty's expression changed unpredictably, and he muttered, "Sister Xuan'er is so pure and kind..."