C42 Qinglan

"Master Snake Immortal Snakes, I have no intention of offending you. I've only taken a few medicinal herbs to save my brother. When my brother is cured, I'll definitely carry a bamboo basket of incense and pray for your blessings!" Wu Qinglan bent his waist and clasped his hands. He gave off a respectful bow. His appearance was quite comical and it was truly a waste of his originally elegant face