When he realized that the extremely pungent stench was coming from his body, Taoist Mu Qing's old face immediately turned red.
Unsurprisingly, Taoist Mu Qing roared angrily.
With a furious roar, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot and went straight to the bathroom in his room.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that there would be so many impurities in Old Man Qing's body. The impurities that he has removed now are only a fifth of the original, but he has already become a clay figurine. Wouldn't all the impurities be able to bury him?" The Third Elder of the Cao family stroked his white beard and shook his head in surprise.
However, his words did not receive an answer from the others because the moment Taoist Mu Qing left, the others pounced towards the coffee table with the fastest speed.
"F*ck! You old fellows didn't even remind me. Leave a few bottles for me!"
