Chapter 1377

Zephyr and Esther thought the Stevens family of Bridgefields barely had the qualifications to show their faces, let alone speak up. However, when they saw Aspen receive a bottle of the Golden Cure from Andrew himself, both lit up with joy.

Just then, Andrew picked up another small bottle and casually walked over in their direction.

Zephyr immediately stepped forward. "Mr. Lloyd, what's the matter?"

His tone was careful.

Andrew smiled warmly. "Mr. Stevens, no need for all that formality. Just call me Andrew from now on. There's not much of the brew left, and Aspen already got her share. But since your family came all the way from Bridgefields, it must've been tiring. This little bottle is for you. It should help with your upcoming martial breakthrough."

Zephyr's hands shook, unsure whether to take it or not. It was not until Aspen gave a small, encouraging nod that he finally reached out, clutched it like treasure, and bowed deeply.

He said, "I won't waste words. Just know I'm endlessly grateful."

Esther quickly followed suit, bowing low without even daring to look Andrew in the eye.

that if he so much as said the word, he would not even need to lift a finger,

the last of it. Everyone, go home. This year's Grand

clap of his hands,

the air, and Rafael,

stormed forward, forcing their way through the crowd like a tidal

dared stop

smile was gone from Rafael's face, replaced by an icy glare. He growled, "Dr. Lloyd, why didn't I get any of

was

obvious? You didn't get any

brew's all gone,

gave a twisted smile. "Governor McCormick. Mr. Keller Senior, please step aside. I still have business to discuss with Dr. Lloyd. One

expression turned dark, his anger boiling

him with a calm smile. "No need, Mr. Keller Senior. Let me

Driscoll, the Golden Cure was limited, and it's all been distributed. Of course, I do still have a few spare bottles. And if

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