"How could it be fake? Aren't I a living example right here?" Mr. Mu took the bottle of Hundred Herbs Rejuvenating Ointment from Mu Zhe's hands and caressed it. His gaze then turned to Tong Qingye, filled with even more disapproval. "Look at you. If it hadn't been for that life-saving phone call from the Zhang family's boy this time, I'm afraid I would have missed out on such a miraculous medicine!"
