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Chapter 136 The Old Crow Has No Good Intentions

After arriving at the office of the man with the scar on his face and handing in the task, Asti said coldly, "Is there anything else you need me to do?"

The scarred man looked at the mysterious man in front of him with some complexity, lit a cigar and took a puff, then leaned back in his chair and waved his hand, "It's gone now, go and have a rest."

Asti nodded and turned to leave, but before he exited the door, he heard another voice from behind.

"I don't care how you like to complete the task, but the boss said that you are under my control now. If you disobey me in any way, then I can use any means to deal with you, and the boss will not care."

Asti narrowed his eyes slightly under his hood, and then said coldly: "I know."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Arriving at the room assigned to him, Asti did not remove his hood immediately, but waved his wand under his cloak to disable all the secret surveillance before removing the hat.

"Tsk, I knew that old crow had bad intentions."

Bei Hefenger cursed, then sneered, "But how could I let anyone bully me so easily?"

After seeing his stunning works of art, probably no one would come to see him for now, but Bechfinger still cast a spell in the room just in case, and then he put on the church's exclusive platinum cloak and teleported to the church.

As soon as I arrived, I ran into the nun with the highest seniority.

As soon as she saw him, Yuna bowed and called out respectfully, "Hello, Master Magician."

"Hello, Yuna." Bechfinger nodded at him, then walked to find a witch who was brewing a magic potion.

"What are you doing? Are you here to complain to me, little crybaby~" Murataya said without even turning her head, holding a black stick of unknown material in her hand, stirring the black liquid rolling in the cauldron.

Beihefenger rolled his eyes, "You are just imagining peaches, you are not the subject."

Then he took out a glass coffin from his magic pocket and placed it next to him, patted Murataya on the shoulder and said, "Okay, Zhu Fu Jingguang will be in your hands. I'll be leaving now~"

Murataya rolled her eyes lightly, "Let's go, let's go quickly."

She raised her hand and waved at the green flame burning at the bottom of the pot. The flame went out immediately without any smoke. The liquid in the pot also stopped tumbling in an instant and its color turned into a clear light blue.

Murataya took a large wooden spoon, scooped a spoonful of light blue magic potion, and poured it on the glass coffin.

The glass melted instantly and disappeared, turning into a wisp of light smoke that drifted away.

After all the glass disappeared, she raised her hand and let Zhu Fu Jingguang float to the bed beside her, then scooped up a cup of potion and poured it into his mouth.

After standing by the bed for a few seconds and watching the pale-skinned man on the bed gradually become rosy and lively, Murataya moved away and poured the potion into the glass bottle.

After a large pot of liquid was divided into five glass bottles that were only the size of two fingers.

After shaking out the bubbles in the potions, she put all five bottles of potion into a small basket beside her. Then she walked to the bed and looked at the man who was slowly breathing and having a heartbeat. Murataya raised her hand to cover his forehead and whispered a few inaudible spells.