The Wonderful Band-Aid

There was a brief silence in the room.

The three chieftains from different martial clans—Wei Zhishu, Long Qi, Murong Buyi shared a glance, with Wei Zhishu smiling, "You're such a joker, Mister Jiang."

In fact, the trio did not immediately recognize the Strengthened Bezoar Detox Pills since it was slightly larger than normal Bezoar Detox Pills, but the Amoxicillin capsules and the band-aid was too obvious…

'This is self-made medicine?

'Are you joking?'

Jiang He, however, was rather displeased. "Did you think I was joking, gentleman?"

They traded looks, and Long Qi could not help asking, "Weren't you?"

He appeared to be the youngest amongst the tree, was wearing a black training uniform and white-soled canvas shoes. Despite his slight plumpness, he appeared rather imposing even as he smiled, "Mister Jiang, we came in good faith."

"Do you mean that I don't?"