"Ms. Zackary, should we kill him?" several men in purple robes asked.
Ms. Zackary's face darkened as she replied, "No, I made a bet with him, so I can't kill him."
Ms. Zackary paused, then continued with a wicked look, "But while I can't kill him, crippling him is definitely an option... He's dreaming if he thinks he can get those Ten-thousand-year-old Medicinal Materials!"
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Meanwhile, I had no clue about any of this.
Right now, all I could focus on was figuring out how to get the Noble Family to help me.
Sweet talk and flattery probably wouldn't cut it.
Sure, the Noble father and son liked being complimented, but that didn't make them idiots.
"Looks like I don't have much else to offer them," I mumbled to myself.
Apart from my alchemy skills, I had practically nothing valuable to give.
But at this point, I had no other options and had to bet everything on the Noble Family.
The car raced toward the island banquet.
