"Then please go ahead and treat her first, friend!"
Duan Gujin hurriedly sent a voice transmission in secret to Meng Wanzhen, telling her to let the middle-aged fatty treat her mother first.
Meng Wanzhen promptly responded, knowing all too well that no amount of explanation would be useful.
Previously, she had spent a considerable sum of money, seeking the help of many high-level alchemists, including several Seventh-level Alchemists; yet, in the end, all those alchemists were at their wits' end.
"Don't worry, I am confident that I can wake Auntie up!"
The middle-aged fatty assured Meng Wanzhen with an oath.
He appeared arrogant on the surface, but his thoughts were entirely different.
He thought that as long as he could delay the time, he would be able to make Meng Wanzhen submit beneath him.
"Oh, and how much time would you need?"
Meng Wanzhen asked curiously.
"Probably a year or two, or maybe three to four years, it's hard to say!"
