Mu Jinshi nodded, "Yes. Some people say that if there is Fengyang Pill, my brother may be saved."
"It must be a wooden tripod. Fengyang Pill was refined by him."
"Yeah." She wasn't curious about why Chen Che knew about Mu Ding. Because his identity was enough to prove everything.
Chen Che stared into her eyes, "Mu Ding should have told you that even with Fengyang Pill, he is only 30% sure of saving your brother."
"Yes. A 30% certainty is enough for me to give it a try." Mu Jinshi did not hesitate.
Chen Che suddenly looked away and looked into the darkness in the distance.
He is just stingy and jealous, and he just doesn't want to see her being focused and determined for others.
Chen Che felt that he was looking for abuse, but he still asked, "Why do you think... you can get Fengyang Pill?"
His voice was very weak, and no emotion could be heard.
Mu Jinshi didn't pay attention to his attitude. She knew what Chen Che wanted to ask.
There are so many talents in the martial arts league. How could she, a notorious loser, defeat so many talented people and get the final championship reward, Fengyang Pill?
Mu Jinshi just smiled and said lightly, "It depends on the human effort."
Chen Che instantly felt that his mouth and heart were even more bitter. Sure enough, he was looking for abuse. Listening to these words... it really cut into his heart like a knife, hurting him little by little!
While eating, Mu Jinnian suddenly became nervous and alert when he saw an extra person on the table.
This person...
Chen Che's eating movements are very elegant. Even though he is eating such poor people's food, he is still as elegant as a noble.
But what surprised Mu Jinshi and his sister was that Chen Che ate not at all slowly.
The siblings hadn't eaten much yet, and most of it had already gone into Chen Che's stomach.
The corner of Mu Jinshi's mouth twitched, "How many days have you not eaten?"
When Chen Che heard this, he chewed the food in his mouth slowly and thought seriously.
Damn, you even have to think about this problem? You didn’t eat the last meal, why do you need to think about it?
After thinking for a while, Chen Che answered seriously, "About... ten thousand years."
"Pfft! Cough cough... cough..."
Mu Jinnian, who was drinking soup, instantly squirted. In order to hold it in, he choked in his throat and coughed.
Mu Jinshi quickly wiped his brother's face and mouth with a cloth, patted him on the back, and glared at Chen Che fiercely, "You haven't eaten in ten thousand years, so you didn't starve to death."
Chen Che looked innocent, "Mumu, I didn't tell lies. It's you who wants to ask me."
Mu Jinshi was completely defeated, "Okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have asked this question."
After a few words, the food and rice on the table had gone to the bottom, but Chen Che was still not satisfied and looked at Mu Jinshi longingly.
"Mumu, you're still hungry..."
Mu Jinshi was about to collapse and stared at Chen Che's belly, "What's your belly made of? You can't hold it up even after eating so much?"
"I've been hungry for so long. It's hard to eat something. Mumu, can you bear to deny me enough?"
In Mu Jinshi's mind, all the images of this unparalleled and immortal person in front of him were completely ruined!
If the banished immortals are so good at eating, then it is better to be a mortal! No wonder the banished immortals are all rich. With such an appetite, how can a more ordinary one be enough? They are exhausted!
Mu Jinshi complained in her heart, but she had already gone out to serve the food obediently...