124: C124 Nonsense

C124 Nonsense

Old Taoist cursed in his heart but didn't show it on his face.

Shaking his head and sighing deeply, he held his chest in pain and said, "Cough cough, it's not that I don't want to stay, but my injuries are so serious that I have to rush back to the monastery."

"Fine, fine, I'll write you a prescription."

After asking for a pen and paper, Old Taoist wrote down a dozen or so names of the drugs: "Patriarch Murong, follow the prescription to get the medicine and drink the gold three times before it recovers."

After taking the prescription and checking it, Murong De didn't find anything wrong: "Sorry to trouble you, Taoist Priest. I will send someone to send you off now."

Whoosh.

Old Taoist finally felt relieved that he could leave. If he didn't leave and continue to stay, then his business would be exposed.

However, before he could fully relax, a voice caused his heart to rise.

Please hold your steps, Taoist-sir.

Just as he turned to leave, he heard that brat's annoying voice again.

"What now?"

Staring at Lin Fann fiercely, Old Taoist sneered, "Patriarch Murong, what's going on with this kid?"

"Mr. Lin, what are you doing?"

Murong De was also confused, so he asked: "Taoist Priest, you've returned with a serious injury, what else do you have?"

"Patriarch Murong, Miss Xun'er's illness hasn't been cured. Why did you let Taoist Taoist leave?"

Lin Fann looked coldly at Old Taoist and mocked, "You are just pretending. You earned two million, how can there be such a cheap deal in this world?"

Startled, Old Taoist immediately retorted: "What do you mean? "You better explain it to me clearly, or else you and I will not be finished."

"What do you mean? Don't you have points in your heart?"

Pointing at the prescription in Murong De's hand, Lin Fann curled his lips and said, "I'll just write some name and use it as the prescription. Your bullsh * t skills are very good."

So he was referring to the medicinal formula.

Old Taoist heaved a sigh of relief inside. He thought Lin Fann had seen through something, but now it seemed that he was overthinking it.

"Miss Xun'er is only weak. Even without my medicinal formula, she will naturally recover." After Old Taoist stopped worrying, his voice was filled with confidence.

That's right, he was old. He had done this kind of work who knows how many times.

How could a twenty-something year old be able to see through his forging technique?

"Nonsense, a fake Daoist put on an act."

However, Old Taoist, who had barely finished his sentence, was enraged by Lin Fann's scolding: "Brat, you slandered me time and time again. Today, I'm going to kill you."

"Please don't be angry, Taoist. Do not hurt your Essence."

At this moment, Murong De hurriedly stepped forward to stop Lin Fann. His gaze landed on Lin Fann as he said, "Mr. Lin, please give a reasonable explanation for what happened just now."

"From the very beginning, this guy has been acting cool."

Looking at the angered Old Taoist, Lin Fann explained, "A man of sage temperament, giving off an overbearing feeling. After creating such an awesome atmosphere, he began his clumsy performance. "

"Of course, this clumsy performance shocked all of you. It also led you to think that his skills were truly limitless."2

At this point, Lin Fann's voice was filled with coldness: "After playing around with a few small lackeys, you'll get a lot of money and then leave."

"After all, the money is far from here. Miss Xun'er's life or death has nothing to do with you."

Looking at Murong Xun on the bed, Lin Fann sighed. "You will make Miss Xun'er lose the chance to treat her. You will kill Miss Xun'er if you do that."

"Kid, you have to have proof."

Sneering coldly, Old Taoist yelled: "You said I'm playing tricks, so I'll trouble you to bring out the evidence, or else I won't forgive you."

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