My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

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Chapter 1241: Refund, Compensation

“Fellow Taoist, what can I do for you?” Seeing that he didn’t say anything, Lu Zijia took the initiative to ask in a “friendly” tone.

“I… You…”

Ordinary martial artists all had a kind of reverence for alchemists. Coupled with the aura Lu Zijia deliberately emitted, it made the strong man feel even more pressured.

However, when he thought of that person’s promise and twenty million gold coins, he made up his mind and gritted his teeth.

“You… You actually have the cheek to ask me. My wife died after eating your pills. How do you think we should settle this?

“Don’t think that I’m afraid of you just because you’re an alchemist. Let me tell you, if you don’t pay up, I definitely won’t let you off just like that!”

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Seeing him pretending to be fierce, Lu Zijia raised her eyebrows slightly and then looked down at his trembling legs. Didn’t he say he wasn’t afraid?

Lu Zijia blinked innocently and shrugged as she said, “I don’t think I said I won’t pay, right?”

The strong man and the middle-aged woman were immediately delighted when they heard that. Their original reverence immediately dissipated by more than half.

“Since you want to pay, hurry up. Don’t dawdle. Everyone is watching!”

The middle-aged woman shouted loudly, and there was unconcealable greed in her eyes.

“Right, if you’re willing to pay, pay quickly. Why waste everyone’s time?”

“No, I bought a pill at the Octagon Auction House yesterday. I’ve already eaten it. Who knows if it’s poisonous? The Octagon Auction House must compensate me too!”

“Right, right, right! I’ve also bought pills from the Octagon Auction House. I don’t want to die for no reason. You have to give us some resettlement fees no matter what.”

“I just bought this Xuanyun Pill at your auction house. I don’t want it anymore.

I want a refund!”

“I want a refund too!”

“Refund! Refund!”

“Compensation! Compensation!”

As they shouted, the expressions of Zuo Wei and the others became uglier and uglier, and the anger in their hearts almost rushed out of their chests.

However, contrary to the reaction of others, Lu Zijia smiled very brightly.

However, if someone looked carefully, they would find that there was no smile in her bright eyes at all. Instead, they were so cold that they made people tremble in fear.

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“Everyone is a guest of the Octagon Auction House. If you want a refund and compensation, you can certainly do so.”

A powerful pressure suddenly erupted from Lu Zijia’s body, making the people who were still shouting quiet down in shock.

And the few people with ulterior motives hiding in the crowd showed a triumphant smile after hearing what Lu Zijia said.

Before they said anything, Lu Zijia continued, “However, you need to test them one by one. You can only return the goods or get a refund after I have tested them. Now, let the first test begin with this guest!”

Lu Zijia said as she pointed at the short-haired woman lying on the ground and then glanced at the strong man meaningfully.

The robust man’s heart skipped a beat under her gaze and an ominous feeling surged in his mind.

Without waiting for the strong man to react, Lu Zijia squatted down to check the short-haired woman’s condition.

On the other hand, the middle-aged woman subconsciously wanted to stop Lu Zijia. “What are you doing to my daughter-in-law?

Before the middle-aged woman got close to Lu Zijia, she was instantly locked by a powerful force, making her unable to take another step forward.

Realizing that she couldn’t move, the middle-aged woman widened her eyes in fear and wanted to scream, but she found that she couldn’t say a word even after opening and closing her mouth for a long time.

This made the middle-aged woman even more terrified..

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