"I see."
Liu Zheng nodded.
"Jiujie, quickly call Mom and have her prepare the medicinal soup."
Niu Baji spoke to Niu Jiuji.
"Okay, Brother Baji."
Niu Jiuji took out his phone.
"Is that medicinal soup effective?"
He asked.
"This is our family's ancestral recipe, specifically developed for our family's physique. It's very effective, no problem at all."
Niu Baji said confidently.
"No wonder your ancestors could earn you guys such a secure livelihood."
Liu Zheng admired.
Ancestral treasure armor plus ancestral recipes plus the ancestral physique, when it comes to taking a beating, it's all maxed out, like an innate holy shield body.
"Hehe, that's right. Now I'll take Brother Daji home."
Niu Baji reached out to take Niu Daji.
"No rush, since you all call me boss, I'll lay it out straight first."
He stared into Niu Baji's eyes, causing the latter's scalp to tingle.
